Castitas cried her happy tears, she sighed with relief smiling sweetly. "You had better be, after seeing me naked." She laughed, pecking him on the lips. "And I'm in love with you." She felt as if a spell that she was put under, had been broken, giving her hope. She got up, trying to help Markus up as well. "Let's go kick some demigod ass... together." 

Whisper looked up from the new lovers, turning his attention to the sky as it turned to night already. The full moon was blood red, peeking out from behind the purple clouds. Whisper felt a shot of pain surge through him, his fur and flesh began to fall off, transforming him into a young man, bloody and naked. He coughed out the sun pendant, putting it around his neck. He saw a caravan in the distance, heading toward it. He killed and hid the merchants, taking only clothes from them.
His next move would be down the path, where he would pose as a lost pilgrim. He took off the sun pendant, putting a curse upon it, so who ever wore it, would lose trust in anyone but Whisper. Ah, he would need a new name...