<div class="floatleft">(http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h289/masta_loki/Thomas__Dresden_Files_by_dauntingfire-1.jpg)</div><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Cyrus Valerian</span></em><br/>HP 56 (Current HP 56)  AC 16</strong><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9084)<br/><br/><sup><strong>Camp</strong></sup><br/><br/><hr/><br/>For the whole two hours after their mutually satisfying carnal activity for the whole gathering to see, Cyrus slept very well.  When he awoke, he set about finding ways to keep himself entertained whether by keeping the fire to a low burn, preparing his daily allotment of spells, having occasional short conversations with Lasciel, or sharpening his weapon upon a whetstone until it's edge was honed razor sharp.  Whatever it took to shrug off the occasional reflective pair of eyes just beyond the clearing.  Kittygirls needed to sleep too, right?  Whatever their intensions were, they seemed to be in it for the long haul.<br/><br/><em>oooOOOoooo, this promises to be a fun turn of events?</em><br/><br/>"Huh?"  Cyrus inquired aloud, his curiosity making his attention to keeping such dialogue inward slip slightly.  It didn't take him long to notice an individual within their camp sporting cat ears and a feline tail.  For an instant he was alarmed that one of their stalkers had managed to sneak right into the middle of their camp without anybody knowing, which certainly wouldn't bode well for potentially immanent ambush.  A moment later, once the surge of adrenaline sent both his body and mind into overdrive did he recognize Ceara's features among her new ones.<br/><br/>Blinking several times in shock, sitting up straight he looked more closely over the newly formed catgirl.  His voice took on a tone of surprise with undertones of alarm with the realization of what such a thing could mean.  "Transformations can take place<em>that</em>quickly?!  Shit, several scores of infected have just been set loose upon the realm and if it can be contracted so quickly.  We're in deep.  Ceara, can you still communicate with us?"