Alka: I'm not sure you understand the depth of what could happen if whatever is inside of you, stays there. Think about it. Zeod's fur burning, as she gasps for air, choking under the smoke of her lovers uncontrollable, ireversible and unwarranted rage. Neither of us wants anymore destruction or despair, so just please take my paw, so we can rid ourselves of this threat. This threat to all your friends, all your loved ones, and quite possible all of fur-kind.