Not that I can tell, no. When I'm a wolf, the light didn't bother me.

[Nothing bothered him honestly. He was too busy getting used to being in a new shape and geeking out a bit about how cool it was. Go figure.

Keith heads into the clearing, turning in a slow circle.]

Trees are off limits? That gives us a good amount of space.

[And even though it's a sword tournament he's practicing for, he adds,] Remind me to show you the knives my mother made for me.

[Out of Temple silverware. Shh.]