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The front door flies open and a tall blond muscular man with a scowl on his face enters the bar.

It takes about half a beat before he realizes that he has come to Milliways.

All the scents and sounds acosting his senses. Mixing with his already turmoulsous emotions Clayton hesitates for only a second before rushing out the backdoor and looking for a spot to remove his clothes without being noticed.

He tries but he can't hold back the change any longer. His face and muscles have already started to twitch and change form. There is a denser portion of the foliage and trees near him so he rund there and removing his shirt, his shoes, and then the rest of his clothes. A naked man is kneeling there for only a couple of beats before his whole form changes. It's a gruesome and painful process but Clayton is so used to it that he doesn't make a sound, barely noticing.

In the wake of the Change is a large blond wolf who now takes a moment to sniff the air.

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Sinric is out in the forest too, surrounded by demon bunnies. But rather than seeing frightened or distressed, he's singing to them. Like a Disney Princess.

Clay smells and then hears his friend. With the day he is having he needs to run off some energy first so he runs through the forest for a bit and then approaches his friend's location.

Making some noise on purpose so as not to scare Sinric.

Sinric's eyes are bright gold, glowing softly in the shadows. He looks up and smiles, letting his song trail off. "Clay." He greets the wolf with a smile, recognising his friend even in his other form.

wolf!Clay bows his head in acknowledgement.

A demon bunny starts to settle up near Clay and he looks down and growls.

Sinric sings to them, calling them away from Clay and soothing them all. "Off you go now." He shoos the bunnies gently. "No harm here."

These demon bunnies don't smell like the delicious bunnies back home so as long as they are leaving him alone he leaves them alone.

wolf!Clay comes closer to his friend, he needs the comfort, but he doesn't deserve comfort. He is hating himself today. Elena hates him, she will always hate him.

He sinks down and puts his head under his paws, embarresed by what he has done.

"May I touch you, my friend?" Sinric asks, coming closer, his hands out. He senses Clay's mood but isn't sure of how Clay feels about being touched in this form.

Clay takes a moment before lifting his head and then shakes it.

For Clayton there isn't much different between this form and his human form and touching isn't something he likes in general and certainly not today.

"I understand. Would you like to walk with me? Or even run. I can't promise I can keep up but I can try."

Clay nods coming off of his haunches onto all four paws.

Sinric takes off his sandals, tying them to his belt and hitching up his tunic. He flashes Clay a smile, his eyes gold to give him sight in the darkness and nods.

Fleet as a young deer, Sinric springs off into the undergrowth.

Clay follows Sinric keeping pace.

The wolf inside him is glad to be moving, doing something, trying not to think about what is going on back home.

Sinric sets a dancing path, ducking in and out of little groves and past secret pool. He knows the place well and treads confidently.

These are new areas for wolf!Clay. He normally doesn't wander too far away from his clothes when he runs in Milliways. Too many people, too unpredictable.

Sinric has no fear in the woods, skirting the edge of a demon bunny den so as not to startle them or Clay.

He turns to smile at Clay, clearly enjoying himself.

With Clay running next to him in wolf form there Sinric should be especially without fear. Should anything attack Sinric Clay would pounce.

It feels good to let go of everything that is bothering him, at least for a little while.

All of his senses are open, he is hyper aware of everything, including the demon bunny den. Perhaps he will tell Sinric about the hamster.

There was a time when Sinric feared the demon bunnies. Even panicked at the sight of them. Now he greets them, as friendly as he is with Clay. And they with him.

"This way." Sinric leads, turning upward towards the mountain. There's a clearing - open and beautiful, with a view down to the lake. He pauses to admire the view.

Any demon bunny that gets near him learns quickly to keep it's distance, though he tries to avoid killing them if he doesn't have to. If it isn't to protect the Pack or eat he doesn't like killing.

wolf!Clay follows Sinric, it's god for him to learn more about the back area.

wolf!Clay stops for a moment when he see's the mountain. That is someplace he will have to explore another time. Today he takes off in the clearing running around faster than a normal human would be able to keep up. He wants to feel the burn in his muscles.

Sinric watches Clay take off, pausing to rest a while. He may be fit and fleet but he's not match for Clay. Instead he finds a place to sit and enjoying the view while Clay rungs. If Clay wants company, he'll find Sinric again.

It takes some time before wolf!Clay returns to his friend.

Laying down.

This is where he would Change back if he was at home. Milliways is a strange in between place. In Toronto his runs are furtive and quick, back home they are long and free. He can Change at will at home. But this place there are too many. Even those that don't have a scent and don't make sounds. He shudders involuntarily at the thought, the memory of being snuck up upon.

Sinric is content to wait. The night is beautiful and he's rather worn out himself.

"Better, my friend?" Sinric asks, glad Clay came back. "Is there anything I can fetch you? Water, food, a robe perhaps if you desire to change back."

wolf!Clay looks back towards where he left his clothes and considers but decides he isn't ready yet. Though water sounds good, and food always sounds good but he isn't certain how to communicate what he wants so he just nods to his friend.

"I'm going to guess you prefer meat in this form?" he waits for Clay's answer.

His maw widens into a grin as he nods. Though he doesn't know where to find meat out here.

Oh how he would love a good hunt but he hasn't seen or smelled any deer.

Sinric smiles. "I take that as a yes. And raw?"