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Shame was caught off guard when the Minotaur drove through their path, Thomas pulling her by her sleeve. She felt sudden heat rise to her cheeks for some odd reason, her hair falling in her face. When she didn't feel Thomas' hold any longer, she felt somewhat empty, looking for him around her. That was when she suddenly looked at her feet. She saw a small cat scramble across the floor with clothes in the spot where he left.

The girl blinked and looked back at the clothes. It smelled like Thomas. The little wolf in her mind growled, the black floor under her wolf figure showed emptiness. No reflection. She cursed at the wolf figure of herself in the back of her mind and picked up his clothes, catching his scent and shifted, holding the cat's clothes in her jaws as she dashed to the cat, following the scent. She figured he might need clothes. She ran right through Sen's feet, her body low to the ground as her feet dashing before her.