Kate watched in fascination as his human form became a formatible and a bit intimidating. She saw his full gown pather size, he would be magestc and regal if not for the deep scars and his muscles were chizzled and he looked very thin for his size. He was neglected and under nourished. The meager food she was feeding was enough for a human not a full gown panther. "Would you perter I get you a large stage or do you wish to hunt?"  Kate knew this was Rhyas and yet she felt a need to be cautious. She did not want him to feel she feared him. She could not be afraid of him. She walked over to the bed and looked at the scars and wounds healing on his face. His whole head was nearly half her size. He took up most of the bed. "You must feel better. After your bath. Can I get you anything?" Kate was able to speak in her fox form, she hoped he could as a panther. She forced herself to look at his lip. "Is good I trust you not to bite."<br/><br/>Her heart sank to see the horrible condition he was in. She pet his head, "I will have you strong and never will you hold you head low. You are a magnificent panther and should feel that way. Caged and used to fight is not what you should be. You are a hunter and your roar will be heard!" She takes his massive paw and holds it. She sees where chains has cut into the flesh and his pads looked chewed up. "What did they make you do, walk on glass for days?"