The following morning Tifa was still in bed. She had been kept awake that night for hours with worried thoughts for Cloud, if it was him, after her encounter with the dog-wolf. She hoped she had made a mistake. "It was just a stray dog, it couldn't have been him" she had reassured herself over an over again. After a while she had drifted into an uneasy sleep...

The clock had just struck midnight at the Seventh Heaven bar. Tifa had just cleaned off the last counter top. As she walked towards the door it creaked slowly open. A dark figure was framed in the doorway. As it took a shaky step forward and she realized who it was."Tifa..." He whimpered as he stared at her with his bright blue eyes. She dashed to his side just as he collapsed onto the floor. Suddenly Cloud was gone, and in his place was the same wolf from the previous night. It looked up with frightened eyes then faded into darkness, leaving Tifa alone once again...

Back at the church Cloud was pacing back and forth. How could he have gone to see Tifa! Tifa of all people! How was he going to explain this one? And how would she react? Would she be angry? Or would she understand? He sat down deep in thought. He didn't even know when he was going to transform again. He sighed. What was he going to do?

Tifa had woken up shortly after her dream. She pretended nothing was wrong as she opened the Seventh Heaven and went about her daily business but every time the phone rang, every time she heard the door open, she hoped it was Cloud. No, she prayed it was Cloud. She just wanted to see him again, to know he was okay. If only to reassure herself nothing had happened to him. This act went on for several nights when she finally broke. With a frustrated growl she stood up.

Cloud sat in the church watching the full moon rising in the sky. A few early stars were beginning to show in the cloudless sky. "Well...", he whispered to himself "It's a full moon tonight." And a month since I was bitten. He added silently. Maybe he should go back there, but what would he find there? He didn't even know what he was looking for. Shaking his head he roughly got to his feet.

Tifa was almost to the church when she heard the roar of Cloud Fenrir. Her steady pace escalated to a full sprint as she hurtled toward the church. To late. She cursed as Cloud burst through the doors into her view, headed in the opposite direction. "Damn it Cloud!" She called afer him, still running.

Cloud skidded Fenrir to a stop as he reached the trees of the forest. He dismounted, leaving his sword with his bike he stepped into the forest. As he walked memories flooded back to him. Aeris, Zach... even that hellish nightmare Sephiroth came to mind. He continued deep in thought. His footsteps soon lead him to an opening in the trees. "The forgotten city...". Moonlight reflected off the still body of water before him. "Aeris...", he whispered, slowly kneeling down. He looked up, gazing over the water top. His eyes stopped at the round silvery reflection of the full moon. He blinked and as his eyes opened once again he was experiencing the pain of transformation.

Tifa was running for all she was worth. Her heavily falling feet kicked up small clouds of dust with every step. From her current position she could clearly see Clouds bike parked at the edge of the forest. "W-what the hell is he here for?" She gasped attempting to pick up her already breakneck pace.

Clouds body was going through hell, but his soul seemed to still be on earth. He could hardly feel the physical pain he was undergoing through his sorrow. When it was over he sat panting on the shore. He slowly fell to his side, whimpering as his body recovered.

Tifa finally had made it to Clouds bike. She sighed clearly exhausted from the trip there. She trotted into the cover of the trees, slowing down to a fast walk. She could guess where he was, there was only one place he could possibly be.

Moonlight played patterns across Clouds small form, still on the ground. With a shuddering sigh he got to his golden furred paws. He pricked his ears toward the trees. Footsteps? No, who could be here? He sniffed, mako eyes closed as he tried to identify a strangely familiar scent. No, two of them. Breathing deeply he thought. His mind went back to the night that he was cursed. There was blood, that snarling laughter, but also the smell of... His thoughts were interrupted as a form crashed though the trees into his sight...