Aidan sighed getting to her feet as she felt the tension starting to make itself a nice and permanent home there in her shoulders.<br/><br/>â€œAlright. You are on clean up with me David. Seravi,â€ she said looking to the other female. â€œYou and Kakasha go on a sweep of the area. That howl, along with the new scents are going to attract attention. Scouting sweeps only, no heroics. I want the two of you to be as invisible as the wind. Alright?â€ when she was acknowledged, she nodded and looked over to Alan. Michelle's comment about making a man out of him ringing far truer than probably anyone would want to admit.<br/><br/>â€œYeah Alan. Life sucks, people die, we press on. Moping about like some kicked puppy is not going to do any of us any good,â€ her tone was probably a bit harsher than she had planned, but truthfully she was tired of all of the drama. People died, people they cared about, their family, she got that. She got it and felt it each and everyday, but<span style="font-style: italic">damnit</span>that did not mean that they just shut down and waited to join them. There was a life out there left to live and she had not fought to survive that night, just to sit and die slowly in some corner.<br/><br/>With a glance about the camp site her eyes landed on the new wolf and she sighed again, â€œAnother lost pup,â€ she muttered before putting a smile on her face and motioning to him. â€œAlright. We work together to make sure we all make it. You can come with me and the other new guy, we can clean up together and then I will run you through some of the basics about being a werewolf.â€ Running a hand through her hair with a sigh, before she moved to the large animal carcass. â€œWe can't have you wigging out and going on a rampage. You need to learn to become one with the beast and to embrace this new life. But not let it control you,â€ she explained as she set to work cleaning up the area, expecting the two to do as she said. It was going to be a long day. She should have known given how that rabbit got the best of her.<br/><br/><br/>Eryan laid in her wolf form, buried beneath a pile of furs, with only her nose sticking out to give any indication that there was something there beside the pile of furs. With each passing moment and beat of her heart the pain of lost she felt began to be replaced with something darker. Revenge. Normally, Eryan was not one for violence, preferring the fun side of life. However, there is only so much that a person can take before they snap. That was Eryan, on the brink of snapping and losing herself to the darkness that was building inside of her. Her poor wolf, doing all that she could to keep that darkness at bay, to try to comfort and sooth Eryan. It was working, for now, though her wolf was worried for how long she could last?<br/><br/>A whimper escaped Eryan, then she tried to bury herself deeper into the furs, to become one with them. Who knows....maybe Gaia would take pity on her and allow her to be absorbed into the furs before she lost control. Maybe...just maybe....when she opened her eyes next time she would wake up to this all just being a dream.<br/><br/>Maybe....hopefully.....not likely....