As Arawn grabbed onto her arm, Violet blinked, looking around frantically and breaking out of the trance once again. Her voice was still slurred, as if she were drunk from spending a night in the tavern. "They're calling me... Huntsmen, they need me... I have to go to them..."<br/><br/>She turned her head, barely hanging onto the horse now and looking back at the creatures that lured her into their forests. She blinked again, seeing them and tarting to regain her senses again, clutching into the reins once more and turning to Arawn frantically. "I know this will sound crazy, but you have to let me change, right now!" The thundering of hooves almost drowned out her voice, her plea almost masked. "Trust me on this one, you have to! I need to be in my wolf form!" She knew she was taking a giant leap here, but it was her only chance. Violet had an idea and if it didn't work, her soul would be gone forever.