"It seems like your smarter than my brother when it comes to dealing with The Change. I don't personally have to deal with it, since me and him aren't blood brothers.", Jace said, putting the pencil down and getting an ink pen out. He started tracing his previous drawing with it. "I'm a sorceror, and an artist.", Jace said. He was sitting there, drawing Cathy playing her harp.

"It's because I don't want to deal with it. I've been finding ways to hold off my change though I still havn't figured out how my parents stopped it for years. They had to have known" says Cathy continuing to play not really paying attention to what he was doing. This was the most she had spoken to anyone not a werewolf in a long time which puzzled her, she normaly wasn't so talkitive

"Derek told me that a young werewolf, gains control once they are adults.", Jace said, continuing the drawing, adding in little details.

"But they controled my change somehow as well. What else could explain me not changing till the very night they died" says Cathy pausing in her playing as she remembers the night

"I'm not sure, Derek didn't start Changing until recently, I can nly assume that it's starts during puberty.", he said.

"Which girls hit years sooner then boys most of the time" says Cathy

"Yeah, but there are late bloomers.", Jace said sternly.

"I hit it when I was ten. Don't say 6 years is a late bloomer" says Cathy

Jace quieted down. He adjusted himself and continued drawing.

Cathy sighs and starts playing again to calm back down

"I'm sorry...if I got you mad.", he said, offering her the ink drawing of an innocent girl under the moonlight sky, playing a magnificent harp. "Take it, you inspired me to make it, I'm sure you'll agree it's a good drawing.", he said.

"Thanks" says Cathy taking it a bit embarrassed but she manages to keep from blushing. "We should get to bed. We have a long way to walk tommorrow" says Cathy tucking her harp and the drawing into her bag and curling up in the dry and warm leaves and grass lining the cave

Jace smiled." Okay.", he said, exiting the cave to give her privacy, to where he returned to where Luke was. After making sure Jace was okay, the two went to sleep.

((Now what))

(Uh.....we sleep then wake up)

((Well wake her once everyone else is up))

Luke woke up first. Sliding down from the tree he was in, he landed on the ground with quite a thud. He leaned his head back in a yawn as he noticed he landed butt-first. He strode off, deciding that find a suitible place to use the washroom, then find breakfast for everyone, would be ideal.

Jace would awake next, only to find Derek and Rift had not returned, Cathy hadn't woke up, and Luke had taken off. "Hey, psst, Mara, are you here?", he asked out in a whisper.

Mara's head tilted up at the voice. She rubbed her eyes a bit with a wide yawn. She'd only been half asleep throughout the night to keep alert. If anything had come around, she would have woken and been alert. "Mnng...Jace?" she whispered, stretching her legs before hopping off the branch to the ground.

"Uh, I think Luke took off, and my brother and Rift aren't back yet.", he said, worry not spared. He seemed to stare blankly around at the forest scenery. However he jumped as Luke messed up his hair. "Jumpy, are we? It's only been a night away from that mansion and your jumpy. Look, if your that worried about a werewolf that could bash your skull in, be my guest. I for one, am going to go see if I can't find a restaurant we can stop at, and get the big bad pup some clothes incase he changed last night.", Luke said.

Mara nodded to Luke. "Alright Azi, you run and get him some clothes. Prety sure he changed, think I heard some howling. I'm sure he's alright though, he and Rift probably just found somewhere more private to sleep is all," she said before glancing over at Jace momentarily. "I'll stay here and watch after Jace for now."

"Sure. Because you certainly don't want to see him.", Luke said sarcastically. He quickly took off before she could reply, and Jace blinked at the comment. He started to walk away, looking to her. "I'm going to go find Derek...", he said.

"Can't a wolf get any sleep" Cathy grumbles coming out of the den pulling a few bits of grass and leaves out of her hair. "You guys chatter louder then a group of ravens" she continues when a large raven lands on her head. "Speak for yourself. You know how long we've been trying to catch up to this group of runaways" the Raven crows
"My point proven, Ravens are chatterboxs..............Wait, we? And how are you" Cathy starts. "Talking? Well I be talking because a little witch decided to practice her magic on me. And there she is" the Raven says pointing it's wing towards something rustling through the undergrowth which soon prooves to be Luna with a backpack on her back looking rather tired from walking half the night. On the backpack is perched a collarless black cat which had been following her around. Behind her riding noiselessly on her broom is Astra. A few bags are tied to the handle behind her while sitting in front of her is her familiar Isis. "Well finally caught up to you. I never got told when everyone was leaving so I started when I couldn't find anyone" Luna says her voice sounding more awake then she looked. "I spotted her leaving and came along" Astra says

Varaug walked over,carrying his stuff,sorta at the sidelines,walking,not really speaking.He was a bit tardy to the party cause he was researching the asylum more.Varaug walked,and saw the people floating"how do you do that?"says Varaug thinking out loud while watching them.

(The only person 'floating' would be Luna's witch on a broom)

Mara mocked Luke behind his back as he rushed away, before putting her hands on her hips and looking at the others. "Well at least some of you have enough common sense to get out while the staff was away. I'm sure the others will be along some time too..." she said before stretching her arms up to the sky, then letting them fall back to her sides. "So who wants to scrounge for breakfast then?"

"Well, she's a witch.", Jace said, backing off to where he hid. "Witches and Sorcerors dont' get along, so....", he said. "She probably stronger than me.", he finished, stuffing his hands into his pockets.