<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF4000">It's okay Nyla. No one will hurt you anymore. You're safe now.</span></span>Leslie wanted nothing more than to comfort her, to make her forget her pain and to help her feel better. He hated seeing her as helpless or weak, despite her being that way in reality; he thought she was strong, because she fought so hard to keep what little might she had in her and tried to muster up even more. What she lacked in strength and size she made up for in personality. She was the sweetest girl to him and Erika, never mean or hurtful even when they did something wrong. It was hard to believe anyone could possibly not like her. She was so easy to talk to, the most loyal friend in the world, and overall just the most darling girl he'd ever had the pleasure of meeting.<br/><br/>A soft growl began to build in his through as Leslie heard Nyla's father had hurt her like this. It softened a bit in guilt as he also heard that she had gotten into trouble for talking to Les. Him, his human form. 'I'm the reason she is hurt like this. It's my fault.' He thought, feeling immensely guilty and overall just plain out terrible that this had happened. He had to be more careful than this, for his sake and Nyla's. Her being hurt like this... it was unforgivable, and the blame was on him though she didn't know it. He didn't want her hurt again.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF4000">I'm really sorry to hear that. I wish there was something I could to do help you, Nyla, I really do. Is there anything I can do to help you feel better?</span></span><br/><br/>Erika glanced over at her brother, then back at Nyla. She had never known that he had been interacting with the human girl in his other form, not just like this... but Nyla hadn't figured out their secret yet. Could they tell her? Would she hate them or avoid them if she knew what they really were? Erika honestly doubted it. The girl didn't seem to have a bad bone in her body, nor the spirit to act hateful towards her and her older sibling. Leslie recognized the look in Erika's eyes and shook his head a bit. 'Erika, we can't... she will get into trouble if anyone finds out she knows we are shapeshifters. Her father might hurt her even worse than this, and if the pack found out they would try to kill her. We can't put Nyla in danger like that.'<br/><br/>Erika whined softly, laying her head on Nyla's shoulder. Her silver eyes glistened with concern and sadness, not liking seeing her friend so hurt.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF0080">That's cruel, how your father treated you. What a monster! Why does he dislike that boy so-</span> <span style="color: #BF4000">Be quiet. You will upset her further if you ask her such questions. </span></span>