Whining softly, she pressed her face into the white fur. She knew exactly what he meant. It was Warren, but at the same time it wasn't him. Something was....off about him but she couldn't put her finger on it. He knew who she was so she hadn't really been too worried.<br/><br/>What is it that's changed? she asked, refusing to move away from him. By the way he'd pulled back from her, she wasn't too sure what was going on, but she didn't want to leave his side. With how close she'd pressed herself to his side, she blended right into him. It'd probably take the jaws of life to get her away from him.