Martha pushed her toward the door. "That's the last thing you need to put on the poor man's mind. He's been through enough without having to worry abo...ut resting after a long day. You'll be here for breakfast, along with the rest of them, I imagine. He'll either be awake by then, or not. Now leave him be."Martha's practical attitude changed radically once the door closed, however, and she was left alone with her father. She had a look of almost panic on her face when she turned to him."What if. "You have come up with an idea, Jonar," Gnusyl stated, allowing Myka to hear him.Jonar threw the last buckle and flung the harness away before coming around to the front of his friend to smile into his eyes. "You are going to become the new leader of the Darwyth, Gnusyl!" he exclaimed. "They are in rut right now and the old bull has been challenged by a couple of the younger males."The Gnath's eyes glazed over and he snorted. "Rut?" he asked, dazed. He shook his massive head and vented a huge. I felt J.T. shaking slightly under my touch and turned back to face him. He was changing again. His eyes were a brighter yellow than even before, his nails were becoming claws, his teeth looked sharper than before. He was snarling under my hand and I quickly drew it away. I took a step back as he stepped towards me, still snarling. He was looking at me, as if he didn’t recognise me. I take another step back and he follows , stepping forwards. Matching my every move with an opposite. “J.T. ...?”. About 45 minutes passed before I saw Stiff walking toward me. He was pulling a big white upright suitcase on wheels and a small matching white bag under his left arm. He was wearing a grey t-shirt with “ARMY” in black lettering across the front. Some green camo knee length shorts and some black flip flops. I was wearing the same looking flip flops and shorts. I had a white t-shirt with “ARMY” on the front.Finally I glanced passed him and saw his Mom. I had to rub my eyes to take her all in. She.