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Emerwyn frequently lost control of her emotions. In the aftermath she always felt herself very foolish. But she was not going to let the young man blame himself.
"No... no," she said softly, and soothingly, her tears slowing, distracted. Her hoofed hand reached out and cupped his face. "It was my own fault. It seems I still have not learned to accept what is."

Slowly, her hand pulled back again, and she slowly began to rise.

Emerwyn could almost physically feel just how uncomfortable Zachary was, and she knew it was about time to go.
Even if she didn't remember what she was looking for, at least she'd uncovered another layer of her problem. Maybe it would help her find it.

She leaned over once more and took his outstretched palm in her own hand.
"And you. We'll all find our way somehow. It may not be what we expect, but every conflict has a resolution."

With one last fleeting smile, Emerwyn turned and began to walk back into the trees.

Chubbs was a bit fidgety still, he heard no word about what was going on investigation wise. He couldn't stay in his duplex for long and went and got out and about, lighting up a cigarette to calm himself. With his mind on other matters, his feet just continued to carry him away from the duplexes, and soo he found himsefl on the beach.

Rubbing his face, he began to feel hunger again. It had been odd as of late he was eating so much, and always craving meet. A smell hit his nostils on the wind and it sent chills up his spine. His mouth watered even though he knew what it was, blood. Following it for a while, with a sniffing nose, he came across a figure in the sand...one that looked like Emelyn.... mostly.

Chubbs blinked out of a semi hypnotic state while watching Emelyn as he had drawn closer. Hearing her speak and look up at him, he at least waved back. Seeing her eyes on the smoke in his fingers, he guessed it wasn't a welcome thing by the girl and promptly crushed it in his hand and tossed it away.

Looking out at the ocean, he wasn't sure what to say, he guessed he was a prime suspect with this whole attack thing and Emelyn wasn't to comfortable mear him. He noticed the stains and her change now that he was close by her. She was a little different than he remembered, those spines certainly looked sharper.

" I can go if ya want.. sorry... just... smelled you is all"

Chubbs slowly settled on the ground or the sand rather and sat comfortable with a bit of a distance between him and Emelyn. It wasn't that he was afraid of scaring her, he just wasn't sure he could trust himself.

" I mean I ah... smelled that"

He lifted a claw to point towards he red marks then looked away again. HE didn't know what it was that happened when he blacked out, but he'd been feeling a change in him that was for the worse.

" I can understand how ya wanna hide out and all... dunno who's attacking people these days"

Emerwyn wasn't sure how she should feel. The night before...
It was like a hazy memory. Sometimes she couldn't even hold onto it long enough to realize what had happened. But the feeling, the warmth coursing through her, did not go away. She spent the day in an odd sort of cloud, not sad, not happy.

She went to the beach. Perhaps the clear waters would help clear her head. And again, she wasn't sure if that was what she wanted. The 'unfeeling' feeling was intoxicating.
Still, there she was. The breeze filled her nostrils, the salty scent lighting up her body.
More scents coupled with it. She smelled them before she saw them. Two figures on the beach, one large, one familiar.
Emelyn was often at the beach.
She hurried clumsily to meet them. Half-hooves on sand did not work well.
Quickly, she shrugged off the massive aprehension she felt at approaching the large character, even though it was stronger than any she'd felt up to this point. He was still an Islander, if not wholly human, it was there.
Emelyn had changed again. There was a kind of charm that she held through it.

"Emelyn!" Her voice was clear, her smile serene. Overall, she did not seem much out of the ordinary.

"You did it?" Emelyn said, her hand going straight to her knife pocket but not pulling it free. She'd only said that the blood was from her nosebleed because it surprised her that the man would have been able to smell it at all- not for any sake of trying to 'pass the blame'. But after what Chubbs said- there was fear in Emelyn's eyes, and a fair measure of anger.

"Why would you do that?" Emelyn didn't hear the 'pretty sure' part of Chubbs' speech- after all, she still didn't know that she had gone feral, or that she had lost the weekend. After all, living in the wild for so long, she'd lost the concept of time, of days or weeks. Although she'd woken with the knowledge that some time had passed on Sunday morning- for all she knew, it had been a sake of a few hours.

Her horror was cut short, however, by the insertion of a third- Emerwyn, coming out of the foliage with happy greetings.

"Emerwyn!" Em called out- much less enthusiastic than the deer woman. "I'm glad to see you're okay."

Chubbs blinked when Emelyn looked at him like he just said " I ate baby Jesus", he didn't think he'd get that reaction from her. But who was he kidding, he WAS a monster, everyone was starting to see it now, he even thought Joliette did too.

" I dunno... I think I did... it just makes sense... I just cant remember anything, three days were gone out of my life and I don't remember a thing, cept waking up in the jungle covered in blood"

Chubbs looked up at the Emerwyn woman and looked apologetic, blabbing all that right now probably wasn't the smartest thing.

" I'm sorry girls.. but I'm not out to hurt anyone... honest"