Warren stared into the fire as he tried to analyze his strange feelings. Here he was 145 years old, and yet, he didnt know what he felt.<br/><br/>"I will take the old couch. The mattress will be warmer and more comfortable for you though." he spoke absently as his mind still struggled with everything.<br/><br/>His life had changed in less than a few days, and hers had too. Hers had been changed by him and his hunters. He didnt know why they hunted him. They had followed him for the last 10 years. He never gave them the chance to explain themselves either. His cats senses and all the skills and magic he had learned over the years helped him slip away each time they got close. Maybe the blizzard would hide his trail for a time. He could rest and so could she. he knew she wasnt used to the kind of life he lead. He reluctantly moved her hand so he could bend over and add another log to the fire.