It's from that syringe, the one the doctor jabbed me with. I'm not the only one dealing with it, apparently. And yeah, he's fine, he managed to calm me down before I ripped his throat out. ( Good for Leon, too. Death may not be permanent, but the mental effects of killing your lover in a blind rage sure were. )

Yeah, maybe. This time wasn't during the full moon or anything wild - though maybe it will be after the initial transformation. Either way, maybe running with the wolves isn't a bad idea. You offering?