Horver was oddly out on his own in the streets. It was at least one on the morning so why was he out there? Who the fuck knows. He was still trying to get his bearings on being a shifter. He also noticed little changes that happened to his body. He was shorter than he used to be-4 inches shorter to be exact. And his normally silver eye was a light blue, little white freckles dotted his skin. Even the scars on his face seemed a bit more faded than normal. With all these new changes, he was blaming being a shifter for wanting to be outside more. The air felt cool and everything around him was quiet.