Ritchie: *curled into a ball crying* "MaTeS! I wAnt mY MAtEs! NoT wAnNa Be aLoNe! MaTes, LoVeS, wHerE aT?!"
Michael is growling and looking around evenmore aggressively now that an hour has past. He's on the verged of completely turning into his hybrid form. As he was looking around he was holding Austin close to him. He was calling out for Ritchie, calling him by pet names.
