chloe stood there as the pale figure started walking towards her. it had blood stained teeth. the voice said run but chloe felt frozen. thats when the voice decieded to tell sage. the voice contacted him saying. 'sorry but i kinda got ur girl in trouble with a vampire' the voice sounded lite it was kind of chuckling.

Sage frowned when the voice sounded in his head and looked around with a slight huff of air. His girl? "I don't have a girl," he sort of slurred and then cursed when he realized it meant Chloe. He sort of dragged himself along, forcing himself to his feet and moving towards them, chuckling a large rock at the vampires head and knocking it out. He was struggling to stay standing, and he probably looked awful...and he was terrified of what she'd say or do when she found out what he was. Because there was no way he could get away in time now.

Chloe realises that she has to help Sage get somewhere safe so they aren't in any danger. Chloe and Sage are rushing through the forest when they spot a old wooden cabin. Chloe helped sage into the cabin. She then heard a bang on the door. She looked out the window to see the vampire

Sage half tried to scoot away when she reached for him, but once he realized she was helping him out he held his arms out gratefully, letting her help move him along. Once inside, he collapsed as his legs gave out under him, bones breaking and muscles and tendons rearranging as they started to morph into a wolf like body. He let out a quiet groan/whimper like noise, eyes rolling up in his head momentarily as his head swam from the pain of it all.

Chloe sat infront of the door hoping this was all a dream. She hated the sound of bones cracking it since poor shadow had broken his leg. That was that for you had a lost that and broken her arm, collarbone and ribs. Chloe knew she had to get back to the stables. But she couldn't, not with the vampire outside. That would surely kill her. And who had any idea what sage was like as a wolf.

Sage had mostly forgotten about Chloe being there as he morphed.... eventually, he was just emmersed in the pain too much to think about anything. It was hard ...he'd nearly passed out multiple times, and he was quite used to it. Eventually though, he took the form of a small, a very skinny, wolf. Not fully grown ..but old enough to care for itself. But still had the long, lanky legs of an adolescent sort of look. His ribs were stark against his shaggy black coat, sort of showing how little he ate and how unhealthy he really was. He looked around, and when he remembered Chloe was there, he scrambled for the corner, tail tucked between his legs, sort of cowering away from her. What would she do? Would she turn him in? Kill him? Whatever she did, he could only hope it was quick and painless

chloe opend her eyes as the sound stopped. she saw how sick sage looked. the vampire had ran away as it saw a warewolf. chloe opend the door letting sage out. "do you need food. meat or berries?" she asked not sure what to do. she started walking to an old trap she had. there was a deer. she dragged it back to sage. "there" she said before sitting on a stump

Sage didn't move from his spot in the corner, too scared of what she was doing or where she was going to move. Once she left, the door closed on him, so he sort of just sat there wondering. He eventually started to pace worridly, and when she came back with food he couldn't help but whine and dive in, tail wagging happily. Once he'd eaten enough to fill himself up, a licked his nose off and looked over at chloe, a nervous wine coming from his throat as he sniffed the air around her and then crept forawrd. He was obviously just trying to figure out if she was going to hurt him or turn him in or not.

Chloe backed up a bit. She wasn't going to do anything. She knew that if sage had a choice he would've chosen to not be a ware wolf. Chloe sat down in a corner. She made sure the door stayed open in case sage had to leave

Sage watched her sit down, and relaxed a bit once he realized she wasn't going to hurt him. After a moment of standing there, he sort of crept over to her shyly before laying down next to her, sort of like a pet dog would want to stay by their owner. If he could trust her, then he'd stick by her for now.