When the cat finally left, Liann realized that she was holding her breath. Releasing it, she did her best to calm down and busied herself with looking through Warren's pack for something to eat. By the time Liann finished eating, she was able to find that she wasn't shaking as much. She should have but didn't expect to face Warren's cat side and was completely taken off guard. Sighing she ran her hand through her hair and then traced her scar.<br/><br/>Maybe she jumped the gun with making that deal with Warren. She had such a negative perspective on shifters that she was ready to run the second she realized that she wasn't talking to Warren. Liann realized that the next few days let alone the next two weeks was going to be incredibly hard. Trusting Warren was one thing, but trusting the other side of him, the cat, all these small reminders of Warren being a shifter, Liann felt like dropping everything and disappearing. Something compelled her to fight against this fear of Warren's cat side, Liann just wasn't sure if she could do it.