"Well..." Fendros had to take a moment to think about it. It so happened that they had reached the gates anyway, so it may not have been wise to give an answer in front of the guards while they walked. Once they were clear of them they could speak again. "I don't know. I've always been afraid of losing control and hurting people in my lycan form, so I've really avoided it for the most part." The began to wander down a road that went along the side of the city, "I guess it's turned more into a respect for the form rather than a fear after all the training on how to control it, but still... maybe away from a populated area."

Part of Fendros wished he could embrace the same attitude to being a werewolf as Ahnasha. It was something that she had obviously always wanted and garnered much enjoyment from, but for Fendros it was still something that he did not like hanging over him. It was as if the beast form was completely antagonistic in his mind, but more of a helpful companion in Ahnasha's.

The found themselves wandering into what appeared to be a farming area. There were fields of vegetables growing either side of the road. They were not plants that Fendros immediately recognised, as they were vegetables that could survive the ash storms that frequented the land. They passed by a stable for a moment, causing the horses nearby to become restless at their smell. "Don't you get afraid that maybe the beast will go and kill people for its own enjoyment? Without being able to stop it?" Fendros asked, trying to sound curious rather than accusing.