Zhang watched the transformation with sympathetic interest.  He knew it was painful, but had not been quite this close to a First Change before.  He shook his head, and promised himself that he would be replacing the clothes she lost tonight.  In the heat of the moment, he had forgotten to recommend that she strip down.  He consoled himself with the thought that he might not have been able to contain her for that long...perhaps after the First Change, but not for this one, when her Beast was truly raging to be free.<br/><br/>He almost reached out to touch her as she screamed, but instead, he refocused himself, and covered her in his Ardeur.  The pain would remain, he could not take it away, but he could build pleasure upon it, to try and make it a little easier for her to take, a counterpoint to the crackling of her bones and the splitting of her skin.  It too effort to touch her mind, considering the state she was in, but he pressed it upon her, dropping to sit in a lotus position, as she became his one point of focus.  When the change was done, he blinked, and came out of what amounted to a meditative state.  He could swear the jaguar smiled at him, as he got to his feet.  Senfeng considered the wisdom of following her, and then sighed, he had to follow her...to make sure she did nothing regrettable.<br/><br/>Zhang jogged after her, manging to do so on silent feet, the recent use of his power lending his eyes luminescence in the dimness of the woods.