Upset wasn't the word she would have gone with, but it was the best to describe how she felt in that moment. Hearing that Warren was lost without a sure way of getting him back...it scared her. Weeks to wait for him to come back on his own was one thing, she could wait weeks if she had to, but the thought of him staying lost in his own mind and possibly never returning, never fully being himself again...that was terrifying. What would she do if she'd lost him?<br/><br/>Turning her head, she looked away so he wouldn't see the look in her eyes. The hurt, the fear, everything. This was all her fault. If she hadn't insisted on following him, then maybe her Warren would still be there. Then again...if she hadn't then there was a big possibility that he would be dead. In all reality, which was the worst of two evils?<br/><br/>I...I need some fresh air. I'll be back.<br/><br/>Standing, she left the cave, shifting as soon as her paws hit the snow. Kai didn't need fresh air; she was in a cave full of it. She just needed some time to herself, time to think, to come to grips with the new reality at hand. If Warren never came back or it took him time to find his way back, would he be able to shift with his cat still in control? Or would he be stuck this way until Warren came back? If he ever came back.<br/><br/>She wasn't complaining about his form. That magnificent creature was comforting and she could look at him, admiring him for hours. But already she missed the feeling of his arms around her, his lips against hers, his rough hands touching her face....his fingers entwined with hers....