To many choices, but our time is running out (EROSAF)

The bear rose up on his hidlegs and boxed anotehr's ears, easily able to defend himself, even though the other ten were ganged up on him. he seemed to know what was going to happen before another did it. He growled though, this was fun for him, having a good animal brawl.

It was amusing that Auraka hadn't come forwards for a bit of training, but did he care? No.

Eventually everyone phased back and he knew Sahar was watching him. Slowly the bear retreated from him, and he smiled up at her. "It's safe to come down, Sahar," he called. Sure he knew the others would stare at the scars he'd caused her, but did that matter? It only made him feel guilty, but that was something thatw as rare.

He laughed. “What was the last time I got hurt?” he asked, kissing her scarred cheek. He could see a few of the others staring at her, but he growled and they all stopped immediately. Clearly, he was as well known by them as an elf as he was as a bear. “I told them not to stare,” he added.

There was a pale pink bite mark on his neck, but it was already healing and nearly gone. “One of them got me rather well, I'm pleased of that. It makes it more interesting when one of them pins me from time to time, not that I let them do it, they have to force me onto my back.”

He looked over at one of the other elves. They were all headed away back to Taror. “It's good to have some time off. And I love you too.”

He rubbed at his neck for a moment. "One of them was good, better than I anticipated." He chuckled though. "Nearly broke my neck." That was something that was rare for him to admit to. He smiled at her. "I know we'll have another coming soon, it has to be really soon now."

He chuckled, carefully picking her up. "You shouldn't have to walk up all these stairs." And like that he ran up the stairs easily. "You know what, I could likely carry you while I was a bear."

"I know that." he laughed though. Though the idea of them figuring this out was a bother. "I don't know that we will, what happened with me has never happened before in the history of the people from Taror." Someone did not just change form for no reason like he had. Once you had your form it stayed.

"I can only hope this does not effect Taeron, I really don't want him to be a bear."

"I don't know, but when we were on the move to fight that last fight, before you went missing..." He paused. "Gem and I were discussing the plans for how we were going to get there. At one point Ciarbera came up. She got angry, really quickly, but i managed to keep it hidden from everyone else. When I first changed form, i was angry, to be honest, remember I had to fight my father."

He sighed. "I fear that had I not known what the shaking meant when she had it happen some people would have been extremely frightened. How she could possibly be a shifter, though she has yet to completely change is the mystery. Her father was not one, though he is my mother's brother. Yet it seems his daughter will be. My grandmother was a shifter, but not grandfather.."

"At this point its hard to tell.. I managed to shop her before she actually started to change form. That was not easy either, she did not know what was happening to her at all. And at the start, neither did I." He smiled at the memory.

"Somewhere on my side of the family she's inherited the gene needed. I know its from her father, but Zelphar never shifted himself, though he was the same generation as Soora was, being siblings. I think its from my grandparents, who are also her grandparents. But again, grandmother Sharaer was not a shifter herself, she was a normal elf. That leaves my grandfather. Grandfather was a bear, like father."

He sighed. "I guess she's not so... normal as she thought she is. I'm going to have to help her completely change next time. I just hope she's not a bear."

“She already defies the odds, by having that ability, though its not dominant in her at the moment. Can you honestly see her as an animal?” he laughed. The thought was certainly an odd one for him. Gem was not meant to be an animal, but it seemed she would be.

He sighed though, then smiled as he felt the baby kicking at her. “Can't be too long left, can it?” he asked, smiling at her. Sure it was not his child that was growing within her, but he would still be the father figure in its life, even though it was a human's kid.

Sahar was the only one for him, and even she had worried about his reaction to finding out that another man had knocked her up. Sure the human had a death wish if he showed his face again, but that was something very unlikely now. He smiled, kissing her cheek. "I guess we better start packing."

He actually winced as her hand tightened on his. Oh he could feel it. “Sahar.. you're going to break my hand,” he muttered. “I'm not what I once was.” He sighed, it was something he was going to miss. Not the blood, but the rest of it, the strength and quick healing. Those had been the good parts.

It was a long time and then there was a baby boy in the room. He smiled as he saw the little baby. “I like the name,” he said, smiling at her fondly. He knew his life was changing, but at the moment, he ignored the thought. This was what he liked to seem the kids that Sahar had, regardless of the fact this one was not his.