Hearing its name caused the Beast to turn sharply toward the source, heavy breathing that seemed to sound like growling cut through the sounds of the waves crashing against the sand. It recognized her. Imani the little voice of Kaalim echoed in the Beasts head. Her question was lost to the Beast as it stepped toward her, towering over her more than Kaalim did in his normal appearance. It growled at her and hissed yelling over her head..stomping...

"Angry...hurt...brothers..," the Beast choked out, his voice raspy and hollow etched in the oozing tone of anger.

The Beast had a hard time trying to compartmentalize anything other than its blind rage, yet he felt just the faintest tug from Kaalim feeding the Beast the idea that Imani wasn't the enemy. It stamped the ground, "Izen," it grunted, "Hurt...Magda...," the Beast tried to explain and when he tried the fit just grew. He stepped away from Imani as he rubbed his face furiously until he just fell back on to the sand...laying there...seething.

The Beast tensed a little at the touch, a growl, then he let his head rest and he closed his eyes. It listened to her by taking a few rapid breaths, listened to her breathing, focused on the touch, and those laborious breathes slowed down to deep ones.

Slowly as if being lulled off to sleep by the help of crashing waves, the massive form began to change and shrink the gray washed away giving way to Kaalims brown skin. The tattoos on him stopped glowing white and earthy brown eyes opened.

Kaalim sat up taking in Imani, "I lost control again? Did I hurt anyone?" he would reach up to touch her face leaving behind bits of sand as he stroked her cheek, "...are you...I didn't hurt you did I?" worry and concern gave way to his facial features, eyes glassed with fear.

And for the first time in his life Kaalim broke down in front of someone, the tears flowed and while he was glad he hadn't hurt anyone but Kaalim had abandoned his baby brother. By now he was sure Izen was dead...

"Izen..he hurt Magda, raped her and..he was sentenced to die," he finally got it out yet he still sobbed.

Kaalim took as long as he needed and he showed no shame in letting his grief show or his hurt to ebb from walls often to high to traverse to allow him to do this. Finally he lifted his head, "Magda...she's...captivating," there was much more he wanted to say about her but in front of his soon to be wife?, "Izen had come to me not long ago with a worry of paranoia about her..what he did...it wasn't him, there is mo way! I grew up with him..all his life and I could never see him raping a woman...."

"No," Kaalim said, "For now I won't...I can't speak to either of them," Kaalim played with the sand..."You calmed me, so easily, when I loose myself that way so few..if any have ever called me so quickly..so camly..."