[Brigid hasn't really dealt with bitten wolves. She was born, not made. Most of the pack is the same way. She turns from the window and steps over to him. She touches his hands. Her nails grow into claws. For a moment, her eyes flash bright blue. The wolf within surges against her rigid control.]
Remus, I won't let you hurt anyone.
[Her claws retreat into her hands again. She makes the soft words a promise.]
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Remus, I won't let you hurt anyone.
[Her claws retreat into her hands again. She makes the soft words a promise.]