"If Claude can find true love by learning to love someone and be loved back back by her before the last petal falls, the spell will be broken" Jerome said quietly. He heard the roar and them nodded to Massa when Stella asked about sewing. Massa came over and looked at the dress, then far a small smile. "I'll fix it right up tomorrow. I would do it tonight, but with Cluade still shifted, it might be a better idea to jus let it be torn for right now." She smiled and nodded to Stella before heavy paw pads could be heard making their way down the hall. Cluade was on the move, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry.<br/><br/>Cluade suddenly didn't feel like hunting, just like he needed to relax and stay calm. He walked along the hall way sniffing as he went. He pushed open the doors to the grand hall and instead of breaking things, he simply went to the room when Stella had slept. Examining the bed he smashed in half and the door he ripped off the wall, his ears went back and a soft whine escaped him. He had the blanket Stella put on him in his paw and then rearranged to mess to make the mattress usable. Cluade curled up on the mattress, the blanket tucked in his arms. Sleep slowly found him