Her arm snaked around his side as he wince and blink at the hug. What was this? What was it called? t made him feel better. Looking to her he sighed and blinked. She was going to let him kill? That sounded fun but he wasn't up to killing right now. Later he'd murder them.  Though for a girl who seemed nice he was surprised, why let him kill? That puzzled the male till she began to speak more. With a blink he looked to his hands and moved the cloak away. He needed to morph. With a grunt he moved and laid on his side. He could shift but it was going to hurt. Closing his eyes he whimpered and began to change.<br/><br/>His bones cracked and popped till they began to compress and change. His skin went darker until it was black and fur began to grow. His clothes merged with his body and soon he began to shrink. His body groaned and popped as he wiggled and managed to stand on his paws. He was the size of a tom cat. Wobbling he fell onto his belly and flicked his tail mewing, looking up at her his eyes were a bright purple now. Around his neck was the collar, it was a silver color. He flattered his ears and lifted a paw rolling onto his side and batted the air at  the female. Rhyas was a cute cat in smaller form but as what he was in reality. He was a beast, made from fighting.