Wolfram carried Bleddyn up the stairs, laying her on the bed gently. He smiled slightly, pushing blonde red hair out of her face. Suddenly aware Lachlan was standing there he stood up. A piece of paper was on Bleddyn's desk, along with a pen. Dont tell anyone what happened at the park. I hope you feel alright soon. Be careful. -Cat-Boy, Wolfram. He wrote on it, straightening up."Lets go,,before her parents come back.""And bobcat. But yeah, my bird form is pretty useless because I can hardly fly. House cats are cool skins, reflexes on 'em are awesome, fangs are sharp too." Lachlan said, closing the door. "Her bedroom is upstairs, come on. Her mother will be home soon, her father later." He began up the stair, opening Bleddyn's door for him.

