Maybe it was all just a bad dream. He was tormented at night, fleeting images of Jessica and a beast that chased her, yet it was often as if he was chasing her instead. He saw a white monster gain on her, then it was as if she was just beyond his grasp. He ran, his chest heaving as he panted, then at the last moment she tripped and fell, turning to land on her backside and he pinned her to the ground.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I forgive you..."</span>she whispered.<br/><br/>Jaden woke with a start whimpering and still panting. He looked around in a panic, but then calmed himself when he saw somewhat familiar surroundings. He was laying down on hard stone but still not in his right mind, the confusion of the dream still lingering. A moment later he finally realized he was still a Wolf. That part, at least, was not a dream.<br/><br/>The cave was nearly empty when he lumbered out, the music playing from an ipod on a rock. Aidan cleaning a bear fur off to the side and two down by the stream. Thomas was near Aidan and he couldn't see anyone else, but their sent was still there. He stretched and wandered to the river bed to lower his snout to the water, first driving it into the cold water, trying to drink like a human, but in the process nearly drowning. He sneezed a few times and sort of coughed, then tried again, this time licking at the water to lap it up. There was so much he had to relearn like this, something he would have to get used to if he were to survive.<br/><br/>Speaking of which, why hadn't he returned to his normal Human form? As he finished, he returned to the fire to sit and stare into the flames. No doubt the rest would wonder why he hadn't changed back. He didn't really know how, and at the moment the thought of being stuck like this scared him. He was sure the other's would help, but they changed back and forth so easily it made him feel stupid that he couldn't figure it out on his own. He knew it had something to do with feelings and the person's will, yet the concept was lost on him. Maybe it just took time. Perhaps it was too early in the morning for him to focus.<br/><br/>Only now did he realize he didn't have a headache any more. He looked up to the sky, his blue eyes tracing the top of the high hill the cave laid in, then upward to the partially clouded sky. It was warm out, or perhaps it only felt that way because of the fur. Closing his eyes he took in his surroundings through the scents, the sounds, the feeling of the breeze on his fur, then there was something else there too. It was a sense he couldn't recognize. It was as if he could sense the others, their positions, their moods, and the feeling of tension between them. Was this the feeling of the 'heat'?<br/><br/>Jaden opened his eyes and sighed, his breath coming out in a sort of snort. The ipod behind him changed songs and he immediately recognized it. It was the song he and Jessica danced to at their prom, just before they walked home and then he....<br/><br/><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;"><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ghZt2cILcCU"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/ghZt2cILcCU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object></div></div></div><br/><br/>He couldn't stand it. He didn't want to hear the song any more. He didn't realize he had begun sending out a wave of sadness as soon as the song started, everyone close by would have noticed it. His gaze fixed on a stick in in the fire as he tried to force himself to think of other things, to fight of the memories of that night, to forget the dancing, the fun, the utter bliss that was cut short. The song ended and a large lump had formed in his throat as he struggled to hold in his feelings and keep the tears from flowing, not even thinking if Wolves could cry to begin with. He laid beside the fire and it took a moment for him to calm himself, then he lifted his snout to sniff the air,<br/><br/>*"Smells good. What's cooking?"* he thought to whomever was nearby, trying to pretend that nothing had happened.