The images of her memories rushed into his head like a tidal wave.  He saw everything that had happened up until the day he found her dead.  But still he cautioned himself.  Pacing around her, his massive paws thumping on the ground with every step, claws digging small gashes into the floor, he watched as the memories played through his head like a story.  He took in her scent again.  He knew what had happened.  But he didn't want to believe it.<br/><br/>Finally he calmed down a bit.  It was her.  In every aspect it was her.  Every one except her body.  Her temper and tone were definitely the same.  Tear him to shreds she had warned.  Only problem with that was that the body she was in wouldn't last long while he was in his wolf form.  Only another wolf's body could take the force.  They both knew that.<br/><br/>He let out a sound that could only be described as a wolf's form of laughing.  This had actually amused him out of his anger.  This was his Espe alright.  He relaxed and padded over and around her curling up into a rather large and furry ball of sorts.