While I was running and crying, Catherine decided that she'd had enough of my mood swings lately.

"Clair!" I shouted! Since when did you run away crying? Wonder what is wrong with you?!? I think we should go back and rip the she-wolf's throat out! Come on, let's go back!" How about we go back and rip the she-wolf's throat out now?"

"Catherine! Well.. maybe not rip her throat out but cause some serious harm. I don't know why I am crying. But let's go kick some butt and knee the dear prince where the sun doesn't shine!"

Clair has been moody, and now we are back on track headed...