Scry noticed every little quiver that Jerry made and felt a little bad for the guyâ€¦ er, Minotaur, â€œDonâ€™t fret my new friend. I am sure that the sheriff will not allow that to go on for much longer.â€ There was a confident smile on his face as he said so but at the sound of a wolfâ€™s howl his fur stood up a bit and his smile faltered. He turned in his seat to look out the window and saw that the cowboy had shifted into his wolf form. He was definitely a ferocious beast to be sure but something seemed really off about him. Scry stiffened as his eyes glowed a soft white and he sank deeper into his chair; which was comical since he was just such a tall and gangly creature, â€œSo much hate and blood lust.â€ He mumbled since he could feel waves of that emotion coming off of the beast and he hardly felt the human half at all, â€œI hope the sheriff ends this soon.â€ He nearly whimpered and ordered a class of cold water and something sweet to sooth his stomach.<br/><br/>He disliked feeling such horrible strong emotions and wondered if the wolf, and Felix were going to be alright.