How to answer that, Cassie wondered? She squeezed Krista's hand in return, as she pondered what to say. "I just...how could last night be real? It doesn't seem like it should be. And yet...the torn clothes...if I think back, I can feel the wolf latching onto my arm...thumping it with a rock..." She swallowed, "and then, looking at you, wanting TK get to you. I was so scared that I hadn't been quick enough..."

She paused, frowning slightly "it...it was battered, as if it had already been injured. Why would a wolf continue to attack, when it had been hurt before?" She wondered oitloud