Andros listened and the wolf inside him howled with fury. Without thinking, the wolf mind of him began to speak. "Wizards. All the same. Selfish beasts who don't understand the true meaning of monster." He growled. His voice was rough and gravely, not his own. His hands were claw's, and he clenched them, bringing blood. The blood dripped onto the rock he sat upon and his whole body trembled upon. "A pack brother..... Killed for selfish reasons......." He growled. He hunched his shoulders. "I'll kill them.... I'll kill them all...." His wolf self growled. His eyes, hidden by shadow, were wide open, the pupils tiny balls in his white eyes. The iris's were yellow again. His hands trembled as he clutched his head. "No....." Andros whispered. "I'm a wizard too........." He whispered haorsely, his voice strange. As if two people were speaking. He cried out and his hand came down on the rock. A crack resounded throug the air like a gunshot and the rock split in two beneath him, staying together.

(( Andros has two halves. His wizard half which is submitive, and his wolf half, which is dominate. You could say that he struggles strongly with his true self, trying to see past the wolf instincts to see his wizard self. But his wolf self is right in a way. Some wizards don't know the true meaning of monster. Yet some do. ))

Silvie was hurt when Andros called wizards all selfish beasts..."I'm a wizard." she whispered.  She picked up her bag and slung into over her shoulder.  She wasnt afraid, nor was she angry.  She thought Andros needed some space.  She jumped up, pulling her wand from her robes.  "Breaukous" she mouthed, the bone repairing itself quickly.  ((i think the bone was injured...*fails*))

((breaukous: a spell that heals shattered bones... it only can repair if the bone is injured within a 34 second time frame otherwise it is useless

mercy, how have you been?!))

(( Nope. Not the bone. The rock. LOL Andros doesn't mean it. His wolf self does though. ))

Andros listened as she repaired her bone and left him. His body relaxed and a tear sparkled as it dropped the ground. "Forgive me, Silvie. But I'm not a human." he looked up at the sky. "And I never will be." He whispered. He stood up and raced away at an impossible speed, disappearing into the forest. As he ran, he tore his clothes off until he was running with only the pants the centaur's had made for him. Nothing else. not even shoes. He leaped over a fallen tree and as he leaped, he changed. The transformation was faster, but even more painful. He dropped, and continued at a dead run, running faster than the eye of any beast or human could see.

(( Night! ))

Silvie snuggled into Andros's side... a smile going across her face, she momentarilly forgot where her friend stood.

Draco whipped out his wand..."Filthy Beast." he spat, his hand trembling with fear... he held his focus, "Plantuem Truanla!" he screamed, the vines from the earth, coming up and wrapping themselves around the wolf... a spell Silvie taught him in self defence.  Silvie's eyes sprung open..."Draco NO!" she screamed, the vines knocking her from the werewolves calming grip.  Draco rushed over and pulled his friend into his arms, carrying her into the closest doorway.  "You hurt? You okay?" he asked frantically, tearing his robes and wrapping them around Silvie's bleeding legs.  Silvie pushed him out of the way, "Reversus!" she yelled...the vines retracting into the soil.  Draco grabbed Silvie by the waist, "STOP IT." he yelled in her face... Silvie was fuming with anger.  "Andros, Im so sorry!" she whispered...so softly but she knew the werewolf would hear... she felt a tear coming to her eye as she collapssed to the ground, as Draco picked her up and took off running down the corridor, half for fear and the other for Silvie's protection. "Father needs to get another beast destroyed." he heart was racing... that thing touched his friend.

((That ok?))

((sorry emem, maybe you can see silvie in the hospital with draco?  and see that malfoy has a 'soft spot' xDD))

Silvie groaned as her eyes fluttered open... immediatly after an immence pain flooded through her legs causing her to want to scream... but no words came out.  Her blurred gaze drifted around the room and she saw Draco stroking her hand, his grey eyes focused on the motion.  "Im so sorry." he repeated over and over again.  Silvie wanted so much to stroke his cheek like he did her hand and tell him how wrong he is... she was just brining pain to everyone...first Andros and now Draco...