*Josh smiles at Holly* "Here, your age doesn't matter anymore. If you are a hunter, you shall be treated as a hunter, but first, you must be trained and outfitted as a hunter. I will speak to the Alpha about fitting you for weaponry and training you in its usage."

Siegfried was not enjoying the same success as Helen. He was generally a discerning sort - he preferred unique victims. Today he was watching boring people walk by with boring expressions on their faces. He sat listlessly watching them walk by until he caught Helen's aromatic scent on the air. He straightened up immediately, pleased to find she was about. And she had just enjoyed a meal, the lucky wench.

Siegfried's eyes scanned the crowd for Helen's distinctive shape. When he caught her approaching, he smiled. Her crimson hair shone like a beacon among the ordinary folk. He stood and held out a hand to her in greeting. "Hello, Helen. I'm afraid I haven't had the same success as you - I'm still waiting for breakfast to arrive."

Holly didn't know what to say to Josh she just kept smiling. "Thanks that'd be great." She finally said still taking in what he said about age. Normally people would never say they didn't care about it. She was starting to like this place more and more.

*Josh nods, shifts into wolf form and runs off towards the Alpha's hut. A few minutes later, Holly is approached by one of the Alpha's Honor Guard in human form.*

"New hunters are always apprenticed to a senior hunter, and right now all of our senior hunters either already have apprentices, or are tied up with preparations for the Alpha's plan." *he turns to face Andre* "Save for one. Andre! Would you come over here please?"

Helen smiled at Siegfried. She had no idea how long he had been here, but he seemed to sit patiently. If he was starving, she could hardly tell; he sat with such control and he seemed extremely calm. For having all of eternity, Helen was quite impatient.

Her eyes shifted to the many people walking by. They all seemed to be edible. All Helen asked of her meal is that they were filled with hot blood. She looked to Siegfried again, watching him as he watched the citizens. He obviously was looking for something.

"Have you tried using bait?" she asked. Like fishing, if you wanted a good catch, using bait was the best way to go. But first, you had to know what you were looking for. "What's your... preference?"

Siegfried flashed a grin at Helen. "I like to be...surprised." He said. "You could say that I'm a picky eater." His eyes followed the crowd again, watching the shifting mass of people change and rearrange itself. "Like...ah, there!"

A young man was sauntering by with a huge grin on his face, trailed by a posse of giggling girls. The boy's stride was confident and boasting, as if he were issuing a challenge to everyone around him. Siegfried planned to take him up on it. "Would you mind?" He held out his book to Helen, eyes still locked on the young man.

Helen nodded her head and leaned back in the chair she was sitting in. "Nothing wrong with being a picky eater," she said as she brushed her crimson curls away from her face.

Her eyes shifted to where Siegfried's attention was taken. A young man with other human girls trailing behind him like giggling fools. The young man seemed like a cocky heartbreaker. The grin on his face showed how much he was loving the attention. Helen rolled her eyes at the man. "Nice choice," she said as she took the book from Siegfried and set it safely in her lap. "Take your time." She smiled and then glanced back to the young man. "I'll be here waiting."

Siegfried smiled and bowed to the pretty crimson-haired vampiress. "Thank you. I'll be back in just a moment." Siegfried strode confidently into the crowd towards the cocky youth. Head down, he walked quickly, seemingly paying no attention to his surroundings. The collision was inevitable. The young man scowled and shoved Siegfried away with a loud insult. There was a quick exchange of words. Siegfried caught at the youth's arm and dragged him away, towards a narrow alley. The young man was calling back to his entourage with a smirk on his face. "Give me a minute to deal with this idiot, girls!"

The two of them disappeared into the darkness of the alley. There was a long moment of silence. The girls gibbered to each other. The alley remained innocent of any sound or movement.

A minute later, Siegfried strode out of the alley, adjusting his sleeves. When he drew close to Helen again, he made a face. "A little to salty for my tastes, I'm afraid. But filling, at any rate." He took the little worn book back from her with a shrug. "We can't always have a feast. I hope I can get him out from under my fingernails though..." He frowned at his hands as the girls' worrying cries grew in volume.

Helen grinned and watched as Siegfried bumped into the young man and drug him off into an alley. His groupies were chattering in the street like they were a group of monkeys. She sighed and leaned back, her eyes trying to focus on the alley for Siegfried. Helen smiled and watched as Siegfried strolled out. After his comment, she laughed and stood up, offering his book back. After he took it, she fixed her dress and smirked at his hands.

"So what now, my friend?" she asked. "We are well fed and with nothing much to do."

"Perhaps I could interest you in a stroll about the market stalls?" Siegfried grinned. "Maybe you'd like to buy some more fabric...What do you use that for, anyway? I never asked you yesterday." He looked over Helen's dress of the day. It was, just like the one he had seen her in the previous day, incredibly elegant. That was a rarity in a town like this. While the inhabitants weren't poor, they weren't the kind for extravagance in their clothing.

Andre walked over casually. "What's up, big guy?" He glanced puzzeled at Holly, then back over the the wolf. "The Alpha need me for something, or did I miss something when I got back?"

The honor guard places his large hands on Holly's small shoulders, and says to Andre "The Alpha requests that you take this young woman as your apprentice. She has little in the way of weapons and training at the moment, and you are the only senior hunter who is not currently tied up. Will you do it?"

Andre looked at Holly, then closed his eyes and lowered his head, shaking it slightly. "Ah, man, what are the odds." He looked up at the Honor Guard. "Alright, big guy, but you tell the Alpha his timing is terrible." He looked at Holly. "Well, looks like we're getting a second chance to get to know each other. The name's Andre. Andre Sophronia. So, you need training and weapons, right? Well, lets get you armed up. What kind of weapon do you favor?"

"um....I don't know." Holly said quietly. She wasn't really good with naming wepons. Really she didn't know much about them she just took whatever she could find easily. "Something thats easy to use and I cant kill myself with in the process."

He nodded to himself, picking up his equipment and slowly putting it on. "Well, we'll go see what they have in the armory and get you sorted out, ok?" He turned and headed to the Armory, looking over the racks. "Here, what do you think of this?" He grabbed a weapon off the rack and held it out to her.

Holly looked at the wepon he showed her. She touched it lightly but didn't take it out of Andre's hands. "Um, what is it?" She asked. She looked at him her cheeks turning red. She felt really dumb not knowing about the wepons.

"It's a Halberd. It's basically a sword on a stick, well, this one is anyway. Some of them are shaped more like Axes, but I think you might like this one better." He too a step back, then grasped the handle with both hands. He spun in around a few times, then switched to one hand as he balanced it on his open hand. He swung it around, then rolled it over his shoulder and let it slide out, catching it before it flew away from him. He then spun it once again and held it out like before. "Wanna try it?"

Holly watched Andre spin the Halbert skillfully. When he was done she reached out and took the Halbert from him. It was weird feeling. She had never held a blade that was any longer then her hand before. She looked up at Andre amazed. "You have to teach me how you did that!"

He smiled at her enthusiasm. "That's years of practice and training at work. We'll start you out with a little more basic. Now, this weapon is primarily a thrusting weapon. You hold it with your stronger hand at the middle, with your weaker hand near where the handle meets the guard." He pointed to the area at the bottom of the golden spheres. "When you use it, you want to thrust with you stronger shoulder, letting your weaker hand slide along the shaft to steady it, so it doesn't go flying off course. Try thrusting the training dummy." He pointed at a straw dummy nearby.

Holly listened to Andre and moved her hands to hold it like he said. She took the wepon and thrust it forward at the scarcrow. Holly slipped on something on the floor and the wepon went flying out of her hand. She fell and landed face first on the ground. Inches away the wepon clattered onto the floor. "Owww." She moned sitting up slowly with a hand on her forhead.

Andre smiled warmly as he picked up the weapon. "We'll have to work on your footwork as well." He held a hand out for her, weapon outheld as well. "Care to try again? This time, plant your left foot hard as you thrust, but keep your right foot level, not firm. Adjusts your right foot as your left lands, so that you keep your balance in uneven footing."

Holly took andres hand and stood up. She reached for the wepon and planted her feet fermly. "Ok I better not fall again." She smiled and looked over to the dummy. Holly lifted up her left leg and stepped forward thrusting the wepon into the dummy. She almost lost her balance again but quickly leaned back onto her right foot she turned around to face andre. "I DID IT!" She said hugging him. "Thank you. I never even thought I could do that. She backed up and pulled the wepon out of the dummy looking at it again. Her face was full of excitement.

He smiled, laughing, his fangs visible in his mouth. "Very well done. You're a quick study." He went to the weapons rack and picked up another second one. "Now, lets try something else. It's also good as a slashing weapon. Here, swing it at me. Grab it like you would for a thrust, but instead lift it back like this." He pulled it back past his head. "And swing down like so." He swung it, keeping his hands level as he swung it back to the of it. "Don't overswing. Stop about here when you swing through, and you'll keep your balance." He stood back and motioned to the dummy. "Try it."

Holly took the next wepon and tried to hit the dummy with it. The first swing she completely missed. The second swing she wasn't paying attention and let go mid swing. Giggling she lifted it off the ground. "3rd times the charm right?" She laughed. Holly lifted it up and swung at the dummy hitting it right on the sholder. "YAY!" She screamed.

He watched, shaking his head at the second swing, but smiling as she made contact. "Good, good, lets try to do that with all the swings, shall we?" His voice didn't hold any anger in it, he meant it more as a friendly jibe then an insult. "Now, as you've seen, it makes a good stabbing and swinging weapon, however it also acts as a great defencive weapon." He tightened his grip on the one he had grabbed from the wall. "Here, try and hit me, thrust or swing, it doesn't matter. Just once though." He planted his feet and held it slightly sideways but pointing forward.