Ivan stood next to his daughter a short ways from his car but far enough into the brush that no one would see them. He looked at her, "This will hurt," He told her his hand on his shoulder.

Natalya rolled her shoulder, forcing his hand to drop to his side. She glanced up at him, "I know. You've told me."

"I'm just trying to prepare you, Natashka," Ivan said softly, his Russian accent soft in his words. Natalia groaned, "My name isn't... Natasha or Nata or Natashka, it is Natalia."

Ivan sighed, the girl had been arguing this since almost the moment he had told her who he was, "Natalia..."

"Thank you..." She said quietly, her arms crossed. She looked to the sun and saw it dipping down under the horizon and glanced at her father. He gave her a small nod before his face tightened slightly. She watched him as his morphed lowering to the ground. He did not make a sound despite saying the amount of pain that was endured in transformation. He was on his knees when a pain shot up her spine. She cried out, no going back now... Everything ached, she could feel muscles stretching, bones breaking and reshaping. It seemed to last forever before she was on the ground, looking through different eyes. Ivan was staring down at her, ensuring she was okay. His fur was turning white around his face and the scarring was almost unseen under all the fur. The pain that had over taken her slipped away and the endorphins sped through her. All she wanted to do was hunt and kill and run. She got to her feet and started to run, she was stopped a moment later though by her father. He ran in front of her and growled. The wolf in her immediately back down and she lowered to her stomach. Ivan watched her, not moving. He would have to keep his eye on her through the night... He could not leave her alone. He tilted his head back at let out a howl before looking at Natalia, he nodded. 

Natalia stood slowly and after a moment, let out a howl of her own.

Leo, who had been stalking Rhyle through the forest after he found her, was trying to find the best way to make his entrance. First, he needed more people. Sure enough Rhyle found Haven and Svan, who seemed unamused as always. He grinned and pounced into the group, over the ladies and landed carefully in the centre. He looked at them all and straightened when he suddenly heard his father's howl. He looked toward that sound, his tail up. A moment later, a second softer and distinctly female howl resonated through the air. His tail dropped, his father had managed to find his sister.