Warren
"I think it's because he doesn't want to loose his control over you," Warren said.

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Fala
She lowered her ears, her tail down. *Well, he will lose it no matter what.*

Warren and Tara
"Let's get you warm," Warren said, having noticed how cold Fala felt.

"How about your room, Warren?" Tara suggested.

"I think that could work. Fala? Any objection?" Warren asked.

Fala
"No, no objection." she said softly, flicking her tail.

Warren and Tara
Warren slipped out from under her wing, and transformed, lifting her gently with the sane ease he would lift a puppy with. Tara transformed, too, and fell in beside Warren, who carried Fala to a section of the complex that subjects weren't allowed, unless brought there as pets. He stopped at a door, and Tara opened it for him. He walked over to the bed, and laid Fala down on it, before laying down himself, using his considerable frame to warm Fala up. Tara left, and they heard another door open and close close by.
(It is now late afternoon.)

Fala
She felt herself getting warmer in the room, calming down. "Thanks again you too." she said, licking at her paws.

Warren
Warren laid his head beside Fala's, pulled a blanket over them, and fell asleep.

(Time for sleep.)

Fala
She let her body rest, curling her tail around Warren's body.

(Time for time skip?)

(Time-skip to morning)
Warren
Warren woke up in the exact position he'd fallen asleep in.

Fala
She opened her eye slightly, needing to sneeze. She did, but unintentionally shapeshifted. She didn't pay it no mind.