Morgan furrowed her brow and began gnawing on the inside of her lower lip. Without glasses, the bags underneath her eyes were very prominent, but at this point in time, she didn't think care about how tired she was. Her.. new [i]friend[/i] started bawling, which made the raven haired woman sigh heavily. 

"..Why are you crying like this? A bad dream..? What can I do to help, Carina?" Morgan said softly, timidly wrapping an arm around her back.

This was strange, to say the least. One simply doesn't expect to see a werewolf cry, even if the werewolf is a woman.