"I...I not know." Kaleeth answered. Being in control of her werecroc form...it wasn't something she could have really prepared for. She was stronger and more capable than she had ever been, but at the same time, she had come close to killing Janius, probably more than once. How many more times would that happen? She stopped herself this time, but if it happened again...it only took one mistake to end everything for him. It was a frightening though, and one she wanted to push out of her mind. 

"The...werecrocodile, it is strong, very strong. I crushed a dreugh with my hands, and nearly pushed over a tree. It is just, it likes to take control. It is strong in my mind. Was it like that for you, did it take you over at first? I don't want to hurt anyone. I don't want to hurt you." Kaleeth asked. Over the past few days, Kaleeth had been distant from Janius, and the pack in general. Ever since becoming a werecroc, she had not felt the same towards Janius. Part of her blamed him for everything that was happening to her, and she couldn't help but to feel a bit of anger towards him. She didn't know if things would change between them, but after nearly killing him, and being close to him now, she was starting to remember what it was like to be with him.