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*Faith pulled her hand away* Excuse me, but when did you start knowing me better than myself? It's my body, I know what it goes through. And being that I am a phoenix, my temperature is going to be higher than humanly possible. Just make sure I drink a lot of cold water or juice and get lots of rest. It's the weekend, if I'm no better by tomorrow afternoon I'll make an appoinment with Madame Pomfrey.

Jesus Wallace, I'm not dying! Will you stop smothering me? I don't want someone who's always playing nursemaid to me. Quit freaking out practically every time I cough or sneeze. *Faith turned and went back to the dorm to lie down*

*Michael heard the shouting and went to see what was going on. He saw McKenzie storm off and followed her outside, keeping a little distance from her in case she decided to throw punches* Hey, are you okay? I heard to fighting with Faith.

*Michael knew what was happening to the girl and stood his ground* I'm afraid I can't do that Wallace. I've seen what anger can do to a lycan, and what happens to those in the path of an enraged one. I'm not going to risk you hurting someone because you're pissed at my sister. *He said in a firm tone before softening his voice a little* She told you to quit trying to take care of her didn't she? *He sighed* She told me that once too. It's hard for her to accept help from others, you just have to be persistant. *He took a few careful steps forward and risked placing a comforting hand on her shoulder* In all honesty, she's terrified to admit she needs others. Our dad brainwashed her into believing it's a sign of weakness. But she really does want you around, you seem to make her happier than I've ever seen her before. That and she loves the attention too much. Just don't give up on her. If she starts acting stubborn, I can always smack her on the head for you. *He said with a grin* Or if I'm not around, you have my permission to do it for me.

*Michael sneered and hurried back to the dorm to confront Faith* What the hell did you say to her?! *He demanded when he burst through the door*

I told her to give me some breathing space. It's not my fault she gets all worked up over every little thing that happens to me. She's worse than an overprotective parent at times. *Faith said*

You are such a stubborn jackass Morgan! Don't you think it's time you stopped dwelling on things in the past and start enjoying the things you have in the present? She cares for you. She's the first real friend you've had in years, and the only person who's put up with all your bullshit besides me. Grow the ******** up! *He turned around and stormed off to his bedroom*

*Faith went for a walk despite the fact that she still felt ill. She had to clear her head. Maybe he was right. She walked towards the Quidditch pitch and sat in the middle of the field plucking blades of grass from the ground* ******** it. *She got up and headed for the Dark Forest to find McKenzie, knowing that she would have turned wolf and went for a run to burn off her anger. As she got deeper into the woods she could see the outline of a wolf in the distance. She trotted closer, calling out to it* Wallace! I'm - *She stopped when the creature turned. It wasn't McKenzie, but a different wolf. It stood over the carcass of a dead deer and growled* s**t. *The wolf lunged and Faith ran*

*Faith ran, growing exhausted and weak from her fever. She stumbled and quickly got to her feet, finding a thicket of briars and braches to hide in*

*The wolf could smell fear radiating from its prey as it drew near. It stuck its nose into the thicket and yelped as the long thorns cut its nose. The wolf growled in anger and began to dig and swipe at the branches. Its ears pricked up when it heard the howl of a fellow lupine. It sniffed the air and noted that it was a female and that she was drawing near. The wolf, a large built male, threw back his head and howled, calling out to the other* I have captured prey. Come, feast with me. *It spoke in a way that only wolves could understand*

*The wolf eyed the female with intrigue. She was young, though no longer a pup, but matured. He walked over and circled her, looking her over. Then he began to sniff her from head to tail. He recognized her scent. He had smelt it all over the forest. He brushed his muzzle against her in approval and looked into her eyes* You are a young, yet powerful she-wolf. Together we can start a pack, and we shall rule this forest and all the creatures that dwell within. Join me and we shall roam forever free. *He spoke to her in the language of the Lycans*

I only recently made this forest my home. I was a loner. An outcast. Humans hunted me like I was a savage beast. But they will hunt our kind no more. Now we will become the hunters, and they the prey. I will be king of this forest, and you shall be my queen. We will dispose of anyone who dares to intrude upon our kingdom. Starting with this one. *He walked over to the thicket* Her mangled carcass shall be a message to all those who threaten our existance. Come, let us band together and run free like our ancestors once did, before the age of man.