When Kendra woke, sunlight was streaming through the window.  She yawned and stretched.  It felt good to have actually slept in safety, for the first time in awhile.  Still, that safety might be an illusion.<br/><br/>She entered the private bathroom and proceeded to scrub herself down in a much needed shower.  Her hips and back hurt from the last transformation.  She wondered if it hurt the other wolves, or just her.  It was not the main reason she wished for a "cure", but it was up there on the list.  Transformation was painful.<br/><br/>After her shower she found a pair of blue sweat pants and a pull over sweat shirt with a university logo.  It felt odd putting on someone else's clothing.  Still, her own clothing still lay soaked, on the bathroom floor.<br/><br/>She padded downstairs in her bare feet, looking for her host.  The house was a lovely old one, with family pictures and wooden lentils.  It felt solid and comforting, as if it wished to protect those inside its walls.  Turning a corner she found the kitchen and Justin.  She suddenly felt self conscious and wished she'd done something with her wet hair.<br/><br/>"Good morning.  You've been busy."  She nervously sat down at the table.