[centre][b][h1][color=tan]Cody[/color][/h1][/b]

[color=tan]"What is happening now? Is it answers, or just more questions?"[/color]

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Xerxes Arvanitis ([@YoshiSkittlez]), Quinton Matson, Cassandra Arvanitis, Connor Vos and Cody Treadwell , Magnus Bane, Gage Brooks and Aron Brooks ([@BlackPanther]), Sebastian Monroe ([@December]), Miranda Burke ([@Damo021]), [@vicier] Syeste (Vos) Nioré Zoe Flores and Kaylee Evans
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Things seemed to be getting a little out of control, and Cody tightened his grip on Aron, as if he could stop even the words of the room from reaching him. There was something going on here and Cody wasn't too sure they were going to like it. Wolves didn't normally attack a group of people like that, not on their own. At least...thats what he thought. As Gage seemed fit to burst, and then his anger fizzled away, Cody loosened his grip on Aron slightly, but still had a secure hold on him. Nothing much was about to make him let Aron go. Not after tonight. And then Zoé walked in, and seemed to roar. Flinching, Cody buried his face against Aron, seeing the slightly confused look he had. 

And then the moment when everything seemed to change, and Aron, for one brief moment, it seemed that Aron felt exactly the same way as Cody did. He smiled, the smile hidden against Aron. He squeezed him gently, the echo of Zoé's roar dying down, he finally looked back up, with a quick glance around, it looked like everyone had been efffected to some extent by the bellow, and Cody felt a little ill at ease, pressing closing to Aron. 

Just about all of them seemed to be doing better, except for Syleste and Sebastian. Mirinda, in the bed Zoé had brought in, completed his circle of friends, and he felt better knowing that they were all alright. Letting out a slow breath, he looked back to Zoé, not speaking, waiting. it seemed like they were on the cusp of something, and he wasn't about to ruin that, sure they were all desperate for answers. He finally looked to Zoé, and shifting, he stared at her a moment. Claws. Teeth. And what was wrong with her eyes? He glanced away, hoping it was in his imagination. 

But her eyes reminded him of the wolf that attacked them.