It was time.  Delight at both wearing flesh and seeing his plan complete filled Balthazar.  He reached out as Aurora entered and sat.<br/><br/>Herrick moved to answer her greeting, but stopped suddenly.  There was a flicker of... something against her skin near where the bloodstone rested.  And several long seconds, the Old Wolf shook ever so slightly as his face contorted at the unexpected mental invasion.  His mouth moved wordlessly before he croaked out a single word.  "Run..."<br/><br/>And then his face relaxed and Herrick's posture eased.  "He's a strong one, I've got to give him that."  Balthazar sat and reached for cup of wine.  His expression was exstatic as he lifted it and emptied it in one long pull.  "I never realized how much I could miss something so simple."