Alarm bells rang in her head as Warren brushed against her in his cat form. Everything yelled for her to run, but she found that she couldn't move, she was frozen in fear.<br/><br/>When Warren didn't snarl or do anything to hurt her, Liann found that she started to relax. She couldn't help but be comforted by his presence, the warmth he provided and the softness of his fur. After a few minutes, Liann turned and buried her face into his side, her hand now clutching some of his fur. She remembered the last time she petted Warren and she found that she could get used to the feel of the soft fur. Liann continued to cry but the sobs have stopped and overtime she began to shiver less.