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Cielle just stared at the girl, still holding on tightly to her knife. Her breath was heavy as she collapsed on the ground, dropping her knife beside her.

She looked at her ankle, which was covered in blood. She shook her head, ignoring her ankle and looked back up at the girl.

"Omg! Let's get a bandage on that!" Shinia then got a big soft leaf and knelt down infront of the girl, "May i?" she asked kindly.

Cielle was confused. Wasn't this girl a wolf just a few seconds ago? She couldn't trust her quite yet but...

She nodded slightly, allowing the girl to help her.

Shinia then tied to bandage around the girl's leg gently so she wouldn't hurt her, "I'm sorry, i- i don't mean to hurt people..." she then turned to Shay with an angry expression, "You should of stayed in that cave! And look, you got yourself a hurt leg..."

Cielle just stared at the girl while sitting there.

Shinia turned away and walked over to the tree the arrow had hit. She then pulled the arrow out and put her finger on the tip, "Seriously?" she rolled her eyes, "did you shoot this? If you want to kill me or the other werewolf on a blood moon, you definately need to make it sharper!"

Shay gasped as the wolf finally released its hold on his leg before running off to change back into Shinia. If he hadn't already been on the ground before, he would have collapsed. Instead he leaned forward, muttering curses.

She'd sunk her fangs in good and deep and he looked up at Shinia with a clouded expression when she returned. "Yeah, you did."

He reached into a pocket and pulled out a length of gauze bandaging to wrap around his bloodied calf, before turning to assess Cielle's condition. "Oh man, Cielle... I guess we just aren't good about keeping our feet. Is it broken?"

"Guys, im so sorry... i never really meant to!" she whined.

Cielle chuckled slightly at Shay's joke. "No I don't think so..I'm fine, might need to stitch it up but thats not a big deal. Worry about yourself for now.." She said politely and looked up at the girl.

"I-I understand, it wasn't your fault..Is your name Shinia..?" Cielle asked shyly.

He was a bit delayed about the crossbow bolt's sharpness, and he snorted more from pain than from humor. "It doesn't need to be sharp, the force at which it leaves the crossbow is hard enough to penetrate even the thickest hide of any animal. It's sharp enough."

He finished wrapping his leg and then took a deep breath, steadying himself. His blood was still up; and probably would be for another few minutes. He nodded at Cielle's explanation and then let the two girls get to know each other. He reloaded his crossbow in the meantime.

"Yes, my name's Shinia, how did you know?" Shinia asked.

Looking at the sunrise, Shinia sighed, "I don't understand why the moons have been full every night!" she looked at the ground, "a couple of days then im on another rampage! Hope i don't hurt anyone next time..."

"Well, Shay was calling you "Shinia" so I assumed that was your name." Cielle gave her a warm smile then looked up at the sunrise also

Shay sighed as the sun rose again. He was dead tired, he could sleep for a week. Which wasn't likely if the moon was going to be stuck full forever.

"There's gotta be something or someone behind it; it ain't natural," he muttered, climbing stiffly to his feet and reclaiming his fallen crossbow. He worked his hands over it, checking it for damage. It seemed alright. The bolt was gone though--vanished in the tall grasses and undergrowth around them.

Cielle leaned on a tree and carefully stood up, using the tree for support. Once she got on her feet she continued watching the sunrise.

Cielle wasn't a moon expert, she hardly knew anything about the moon at all. She knew that something wasn't right though. The moon was defiantly changing and she knew it wasn't in a good way.

She glanced at Shay then back at the sun.

Meawhile, many miles away in another town beyond the one where the werewolves were going psychotic with the phases of the moon, a young woman toppled over, gasping for air. Her white dress clung to her, sweat rolled down her face, and she looked far paler than any woman had a right to be.

"I can't...can't hold it any longer," she said to her companions. But it was okay. The sun was rising and the effect of the moon was gone. There was a flash of white as light scattered brilliantly everywhere like someone had tossed fistfulls of silver confetti, before Lunarita--Luna to her friends--lost utter control over her power. It was gone. Used up. Void.

"I'll have to wait until tonight to do much of anything," she murmured half aloud. "But hopefully, hopefully this will be the answer to our problems." It had to be. They'd worked too hard for this not to work.

Lumiere watched as the sun raised up. Her dark red eyes now changing to yellow, the colour of the sun.
She giggled slightly, swinging her legs while laying on her stomach on the ground. She flipped her long white hair away from her face. Her long sleeved dark purple shirt was already starting to make her sweat from the sunlight, she didn't mind though. She liked the sun. Lumiere still swung her legs happily as her light purple skirt that reached to her knees blew with the breeze.

She looked over at Luna, who was sweating and looked worn out.
"Oh Luna, take a break; it's no big deal. Your tiring yourself out" She said while smiling, she seemed like she didn't really care but she did of course.

Shinia looked at the growht, "Lost your bolt?" she sniffed the air, "I'll look for it!"

Giggling, she leapt into the bushes and the undergrowth and began sniffing around.

Kimba chuckled menacingly, "what is the plan?" he asked with a voice as loud as thunder. He then coughed and began to talk again but with a higher voice, "what will we do?"

His head turned, "Another death." he took a deep breath, "getting stronger every time there is death, weakening every time there is a newborn..."

Luna looked at Lumiere and frowned. The other girl's attitude irked her, but then they weren't supposed to be friends. They were as different as, well, night and day. It was just too bad her power relied on the sun or she'd make it night one-hundred percent of the time.

She sighed. "Yes, well, seeing as how it's day time, perhaps you can chip in a little?"

Kimba's booming voice caught her attention--and she turned to look at him. If they got caught, she'd blame him for his overly loud comments. "Then maybe we ought to pick up the death tolls. Unfortunately, with the increase of full moons, someone is bound to notice." Other than the werewolves that is.

"Blah.." Lumiere groaned and rolled over on her back. "I don't wanna!" Lumiere cried but she knew she had to choice but to but to just do it. I guess you could call her lazy. She slowly stood up, putting her arms out for balance.

She turned her head, listening to Kimba's speech. She shrugged, not really caring about who dies and who lives. She skipped over to the spot in between them. She smiled happily, not really sure why she is so happy. "So, what do you suppose I do? The moon is the thing that makes those werewolves go berserk. I can't really do anything during the day." She said, still giggly. She wasn't thinking like an adult right now, even though she looked like a child.