[color=gray](( I find this new background to be quite cool actually! Let's go with that! ))[/color]

At first, the group smiled and listened to Vanessa's story, thinking the "Miss Wolf Claw" thing would be some silly thing from her childhood. It turned out to be only half right of what they thought. Their expressions grew worried and grave as she continued the story, showing them her scar.
Now Gabriel realized why she had told him not to run away. He thought she was just teasing him back... But she must have noticed he saw the scars from earlier. Gabriel swallowed a lump in his throat.

She told them everything. Of why she had a house in the woods, about her mother, father and brother. About a big black wolf. About the killings. Gabriel stood still, unable to move. He was paralyzed with horror.
Tears started welling in her eyes. Gabriel was terrified. He was so ashamed, so guilt-grieved about what he had done, what he remembered as a haze, a blurr... Now he knew why her scent was so familiar. It was her, after all. The girl from the night of his first turning...

When she finished her story, the group was quiet for a moment. Everyone was uncomfortable. Thomas spoke up uncertainly. [i]"I-I'm sure it was just some sort of dream your mind made up to explain the--"[/i] he started, but Gabriel raised his hand swiftly and gave Thomas a stern glance, silencing him. [i]"It's alright. I'm truly sorry, I didn't realize... There was such a sad story to the name. That's quite a scar you have there."[/i] he put his hand on her shoulder gently, to comfort her. [i]"It's... Getting late. Maybe we should all rest for the few hours remaining before we leave?"[/i]