Chance was unaware that Midori was getting flickers of some of his previous dark acts from his past. The last thing he wanted the fortuneteller to see was how he lost control to something that was far darker, something that caused him to kill his tribe. It was to late, for she had already seen bits and pieces.

It was killing him, he need to stay in this shape, to stay in control but he was failing, which was made clear by the fact that he was now nine foot tall instead of his natural six foot seven inches. His ears shifted until they were round like a bear's, he even had the tail to match them. His amber eyes became more red as he turned them onto her once more, having recognized the fact that she had said his name even if he had registered it a bit to late.

"Midori....for your safety....leave! he growled at her before he snarled the last word to her, as he gained a muzzle. He really was trying to protect her from himself, to make sure that she was protected for the younger shifter. He would have preferred if Adira was there, after all she knew just what to do to make this subside. He had no clue how she was able to do it, maybe it was Adria's motherly personality.

He growled at her once more, wiping the blood from his mouth, standing up to the full height that he now held. If she was not going to leave, then he was going to, to find someplace else that he would be able to basically fur out with out harming anyone. "Fine....I am leaving." though before he could even reach the entrance to the tent, he jerked. Falling forward onto rather large paws, his skin ripped before leaving him with jet black fur. He was no longer in a human form, he was now in what most shape shifters would recognize as a demon bear. After all this was the form that he had killed his tribe with.

He did not know that Midori would recognize this form from his bits of broken memory that she had gathered from him.