Fox just stared pasted the two as she turned and left them be. Blood was a fool if he really thought she was going to have the girl tag along with her as she went to work. She was a lady not the slut that Ruth was apparently aiming to be. She was surprised that Blood hadn't offered himself to the girl the way those two looked at one another. She herself was a lady and knew you didn't dare to kiss and tell. Besides you couldn't have any fun if you brought your partner back home. She herself had better things to do than to have the urge to vomit her meal at the sight of those two.

It was no lie she didn't to much like Ruth but she wouldn't judge the girl for her flaws. Fox herself knew she had many and laughed at the thought of what Blood had stated to Ruth. If only he knew the truth of me and my past. She thought as she found herself in the kitchen. She quickly turned the water on and began to scrub the wine glass cleaning it. Once it was clean to her liking she quickly put it away and grabbed her trench coat as she vanished out the back door. She placed her coat on as she enjoyed the walk in the cool air. She walked threw some woods then smiled as she came to the abandon house that held the pack of wolfs. She stood on her side of the border as she stared at the pitiful excuse for housing.

She felt a small pain in her black little heart as she thought of her brother. They where just kids when he was taken from her the only family she had as she was the only family he had. It had been a cold winters night they where both on a top secret mission as all their missions where. The full moon hung directly over them as a cold winter wind blew the snow about them as they moved threw the trees heading for their target. When they reached their target the smell of blood lingered about the area where their enemies was to be. When they went to investigate that is when she had her first of many encounters with the so called pack. That night they took from her something that could never be replaced by time or money. Before she could even move for her brother he was gone and taken from her. She was left there alone and half alive after the attack the pack had delivered to her. If she was human she knew tears would have been streaming down her face at the thought of that night. But then again it was a great comfort that now no one would ever see her cry or hear her pain. Her mask of immortality gave her the cover to hide any and all emotion from all she came in contact with
She stood there for a while just staring and watching. She half hoped that her brother would randomly appear unharmed and they could be normal again. But even if he was ever found they would no longer be family instead they would be enemies and they would have to kill one another.

She turned abruptly and followed the boarder to the first houses she was to see tonight. She held her bag in on hand as she readied herself to start her jobs of healing. She wore a scarf over her mouth so if she was tempted it would hide the fangs that where just behind the cloth. Most would never dare to get so close to their food or work with them on a daily biases as Fox did. But she wasn't normal and it was something she could do to keep herself alive.

Holding her in his arms was relaxing. Almost asleep, his eyes peeled open as she spoke to him. Her lips were quivering and her body trembled. Was being this close to him really that intoxicating? Was he really capable of driving her mad and weak to her knees?

Using her like a pawn was a thought that cantered through his mind. He could easily spin her over and make all her dreams come true. He knew she longed for him. Tarek was well aware of a female in heat, too. Granted, this wasn't her month, but the looks, feelings, and vibes she was radiating suggested she wanted a more intimate relationship. It was a tempting idea, but he couldn't do it. Tarek hadn't the heart to seduce her and take advantage of the woman. It wouldn't have been rape for Molly wanted it, but to Tarek it would have been seen in that light.

When the word liar spilled from her mouth, Tarek's eyes went dull. The passionate glisten that once caused a spark of love died within a split second. "I'm not a liar. You know I'm not that kind of person. I might distort things and place emphases on side things, but I've never lied." Rolling over and pinning her to the bed, Tarek nipped lightly at her neck. "If you continue to label me a liar I will have no choice but to punish you. Hear you scream and pant. Your breathing will be deep and rapid. But, you might enjoy your punishment far too much." Teasing her was one of Tarek's favorite past times. She always got all flustered and that's when her true colors showed. The side that Tarek found irresistible.

A wet slobber came to her cheeks as his tongue rolled over her face. "Co'mon girlie, lighten up!" Nudging her with his nose, Tarek continued to nip at the female. "Laugh it up fuzzball! Laugh, laugh! I command you to l-l-l-... stop that! Molly, stop. STOP!" Growling, he wiggled around on the bed as the female's fingers feverishly dancing about his stomach. "Stooooop! I'm ticklish! Don't. No. Bad! Don't... eh... MOLLY!"

A forced grunt was followed by a loud thud. His head was caught between two small lumps and the rest of his body was sprawled out over Molly's body. When his eyes finally regained focus, Tarek realized his position. "Hmmm, you've developed well." Tilting his chin up, he looked at Molly's face. The floor wasn't the best place to have a conservation, but her crying had stopping.

Propping himself up with his right arm, Tarek laid over Molly. Just looking down at her, the rusty haired male couldn't help but smile. "You're beautiful," he whispered. "Molly, I-I... I'm not a l-liar. Y-y-you k-know you can d-do bet-better."

Molly's face immediately went red when he pinned her to the bed, but she couldn't keep a grin from showing. Tarek always hated the serious conversations and would rather tease her than discuss something serious. Her heart was pounding in her chest as he laid on top of her. When she felt the slobber on her cheek and squirmed. "Oh that is it!" she giggled as her fingers found their way to his sides and tickled him. She didn't think it was possible to find someone as ticklish as she was, but then again, it was just one more thing that made him perfect for her. She squirmed around on the bed beneath him as she tried to keep a grip on his sides so he couldn't get away.

A small scream escaped her as the pair toppled off the bed. When she picked her head up off the floor and saw his face planted right in the middle of her chest her face went red again. "You jerk." She said, trying to sound angry, but it was impossible with the smile still on her face. When he called her beautiful she almost froze. He teased her constantly, but he never said it in the way he did now. With him still half on top of her, Molly could feel her heart pounding. Undoubtedly he could feel it too. She just stared at him for the longest time.

She couldn't understand why he didn't share her feelings. It was in moments like this that she could almost swear he did. That he loved her. But he would always deny it and beak another little piece of her heart. She looked up at him, her cheeks were dry, and a small smile still sat on her lips. "Tarek," She said softly. "You keep saying that..." She bit her lip a moment. "But what you don't understand is that there is no one better for me." In a rare moment of courage, she pushed herself up onto her elbows and brought their faces together. Her soft lips barely touched his before she pulled away. Her face was red and she stared, eyes wide, not believing what she had just done. "I-I... uh..."

Devon wandered the castle, as she often did. Generally, she disliked leaving the castle, afraid she'd cause problems for her family. In fact, it had been nearly fifteen years since she last left the confines of the castle walls. To a vampire, it wasn't much time, especially in her long life. In less than fifty years, she'd be eight-hundred. Even that she had to admit was a long life, especially with her 'issues.' She was simply happy that she had found a family that accepted her, that was enough for her.

Lost in her thoughts, this was broken by the sudden smell of blood. It was fresh, maddening. Her body froze in the corridor, the urge to attack almost unbearable. She was luck in the fact that the blood was far away, the effects of it less maddening to her. She usually tried to keep herself as far from the humans when Lucas got them blood for the night. The distance made her more able to keep herself from attacking anything. She typically tried to be in her room, in case her control wavered. Everything in her room was in pieces, broken apart from her lack of control. No one was allowed in there for that reason.

Keeping herself still, she let her body get used to the smell, not moving until the smell of the blood had dissipated enough to allow her body to relax. She slowly approached the dining room, solely used to distribute their blood. There were only two glasses left, meaning the others had already taken theirs. She drank hers quickly, not wasting a drop, but she had not intention to make it last. Savoring the taste of blood was not her way of drinking blood.

After drinking her share, she looked at the last glass half way tempted to drink it, but shook the thought out of her head. It wouldn't be worth the trouble she would get in for taking it. She walked up towards Lucas's library, hearing him in there. "Hello there, how are you tonight?" she asked quietly. She rarely spoke loudly, it was rather unnecessary, with their hearing and all.

[[Tarek and Molly are officially my favorite roleplay couple. Oh whatever should I do next. -insert evil laugh here-]]

His eyes rolled. 'Trust me. There is a better man for you out there somewhe...." With her sitting up, Tarek cut himself off. What was she thinking, if she sat up as they were now, she would be unable to avoid being inches from his face.

As his mind was racing with possible outcomes of her abrupt desire to sit up, Tarek's eyes seemed to lose focus on the actual situation. Completely disregarding the thought that she might kiss him, Tarek was caught off guard when she did just that. It wasn't a very good kiss, though. Actually, it was pathetic.

"Oh dear. Have you never kissed someone before? You're going about it all wrong. Here, let me show you the proper way to kiss someone." Now for being a genius, Tarek was missing a few pieces of the equation as he worked it all out in his head. But explaining it wasn't going to be enough. He would have to demonstrate as well. However, he wasn't actually going to kiss her. He was going to lead up to everything, and then kiss her hand.

"Okay, first things first. Stop being all clammy. Last thing a guy wants is a slimy kiss. So take a deep breath, count to seven, and then move in slowly. If you're nervous, close your eyes. Tilt your chin like this," using his index finger he moved Molly's chin up some. "Okay, good. Now slowly move in. Slow is the key. The slower it is, the greater the odds of it being perfect. Perfectionism takes time, so it's really all in the timing. As you're coming in, don't pucker up. It's just weird. spread your lips some, so there is a little gap between the upper and lower." Demonstrating, he tilted his head down, closed his eyes, leaned in, and allowed a small hole to form between the lips.

An inch before her lips, he opened his eyes. "Okay, so as you're moving in, be confident. And when your lips touch, make sure it's a strong one. Not something wimpy either. It usually works best of you're at a slight angle off. Like if he's at seven degrees, you go seven in the other direction. But if you're going for a lip kiss which might end with a lip bite, then you're fine being parallel."

He could see her cock a brow at him. "It's not that confusing. It just sounds it. You pretty much just have to go with the flow. Your heart won't let you down. It's like this...." Propping himself up some more so he towered slightly over Molly, Tarek smirked before leaning in toward her. The bridge of his nose hit hers, and, as it did, his eyes closed.

Relying on his memory, he slide his left hand about to find her hand. However, he was a tad caught in the moment. Subconsciously, his left hand tilted her chin up some as his lips met with hers. Not forceful, but not light, Tarek's lips locked with Molly's. His left hand slid back to the base of her neck as he continued to hold her in the kiss. Pulling his lips back a few times, but then allowing them to reconnect with hers, Tarek's eyes shot open as his body recoiled back against her bed.

Jaw hanging loose, he panted several times before shaking to stand. "I-I... I got to go." Without saying anything else, Tarek darted for her balcony. Flying off the edge, the male morphed into his werewolf form. As he collided with the snow below, Tarek shifted into his pure wolf form. Paws digging into the white mess below them, he took off away from the pack. However, he was blinded by the kiss and was unaware that he was running toward vampire territory.

Fox had finished her fifth house and had started the new female that had came to the town on a new regiment of meds to help her get adjusted to the new climate her body would now be exposed to. She smirked as she shook her head as she wondered why a city goer would dare to come some where like this after 30years of living in the city. She was lost in her own little word as her memory played back her past encounters will all she had met and helped over the years with their illnesses. She didn't even noticed the direction she had began to moved.

Her eyes widen as she caught the smell of something. She froze as she awoke from her flash backs and found herself in front of a approaching wolf. Not just any kind of wolf mind you one of the pack. "My my....what is a thing like you doing so far from home...." She said as she watched him her fags ready to do their damage. She knew he hadn't seen her due to the wind and all the snow. What fun she could have with him he had wandered into her territory after all and blood wouldn't object to her playing with the dog. As long as she didn't kill him everything should be fine. She went to move but froze as she remember her word to him. She wouldn't do anything to cause trouble. She stood there and just watched if the wolf started something then she would act.

Tarek's ears perked up when he came face-to-face with the vampire. "You" he said with a growled accent. Baring his fangs wasn't going to be enough, but he wasn't really one to fight a woman. Or at least, not after what happened last time.

A whimper shot from him as he immediately dropped to his belly. "Oh great vampire, would you mind doing me a huge favor?" Tarek knew that a vampire wouldn't just attack without a reason, so he plotted the appropriate way to piss the creature off.

The tip of his tail flicked back and forth and his fangs continued to glisten in the blinding white. His deep growl was still heard among the silence and the wind that ripped across the terrain. "Meet your death, filthy bloodsucker."

Lunging forward, Tarek's sharp fangs slammed down just inches away from the vampire's neck. Landing in a pile of fluffy snow, the powdery stuff shot into the air and danced around the two creatures. Snarling, he lowered himself to prepare for an attack that would get himself killed. Dashing forward, he shoved his neck into the vampire's mouth while he managed to nip at her side. Toppling her over, the two rolled into the snow. However, Tarek soon realized he was pinning.

A possessed look came into his eyes as he awaited his death. He longed to die. He had been trying to die for the past ninety years. The day he died, Molly would finally be free and he knew his dark secret would forever be kept safe. Molly could never know that it was he who ruined her life. It was Tarek who mugged her, he was the one that nearly killed her. He went back to rape her, but ended up realizing that he was out of line. So, he vowed on her weakened body that he would protect her. Love. It wasn't meant for them. He was the one that stole away her mortality. He was the one that ruined her life.

"Kill me," he whispered under this breath.

Molly's face reddened. "Actually no, i haven't ever kissed someone before." She admitted to him sheepishly, her cheeks still a rosy color. She just stared at him non believing as he offered to teach her how to properly kiss. He was joking right? Molly knew that there was no way he would actually kiss her. She bit her lip. Why did he have to tease her so much?

When he touched her chin ans leaned in like he was going to kiss her, Molly's heart almost skipped a beat. But then he pulled away, like she knew he would. Her face showed her disappointment, but Tarek didn't seem to notice. She kept listening to him talk at her and she raised a brow. Did he really think she was smooth enough to do all that? He knew how much of a total klutz she was.

As he leaned in again Molly let her eyes closed. And when his nose touched her's she smiled. Despite not receiving a proper kiss, she was happy she was there with him. Then something happened that she did not expect. He lifted her chin and their lips connected. Molly's eyes snapped open at the sudden contact, but they quickly fell closed as he kissed her. Her heart was racing as she felt his hand on her neck holding her close. The moment was amazing. Everything and anything she wanted in a true first kiss. And it had come from Tarek which made it all the better.

She was about to wrap her arms around him when he jerked away and stammered. She felt hurt initially, but then she saw the confusion on his face. Tarek had not intended for that kiss to happen, but it did and now he was more confused than ever.

Molly jumped to her feet as she watched him jump from her balcony. "Tarek!" She shouted just before she took off after him. Her heart was still pounding, the feelings of the kiss still running through her mind. She now knew more than ever that she loved him. Her small black wolf form ran through the snow and straight towards the vampire lands in order to find him, too bad Molly didn't know that the land she was crossing into was enemy territory.

Her pace slowed down and she whimpered a bit as she lost his trail. She was never that good at tracking. Despite that, she kept walking, she would pick up his sent again soon right?

Fox just stood there as the beast lunged at her. She didn't move or make a sound. She just laid there as she stared up into the wolfs eyes as he penned her down. "How foolish" She muttered as she stared at the beast who was on top of her. "Please remove yourself from on top of me." She said in the emotionless voice she had acquired over the years. She waited and let out a sigh. "Have it your way." She said as she quickly moved her feet from under him and sent him flying into the air. She quickly did a flip and stood there in time to watch him fall to the ground.

She closed her eyes as she brushed her garments off cleaning herself of the snow. "Really now that is your big idea. Boy I am over a hundred years old I am not some crazed beast out for blood. It will take more than your little tricks to set me off. No wonder the packs of now days are so weak in comparison to the old days. " She said as her eyes flashed open and glared at his. She quickly appeared before him as she jerked him up by this throat and stared deep into his eyes before throwing him into a near by tree. "Really you have to do better than this. You attack a member of their own or their food source to get their attention and put them on the the ready to attack. You don't just come waltzing threw looking for trouble." She said as she quickly picked him up and slammed him up against the tree as she stared deep into his eyes. "War just means that both sides lose boy. You have some one back on that other side that you don't want hurt or harmed as I do own my own. Why are you doing something so stupid to start a war boy? You are to young as most of my own clan are to understand the horrors of war. You all believe there is a dame winner. But time will teach you the only winner is death. For he gets both sides and all we get is the nasty taste he leaves behind when you wake up and the ones that had been by your side are gone for all eternity. " She said as she let him fall to the ground below the tree. She turned her head as she heard a scream. "Lessen is that one coming for you? What will happen to her if I am not the one to find her boy? What happens if one of my blood crazed members finds her first if she is trying to come and find you? Do you really want to cause a war and lose her? Go home boy you have more to live for." She said as she turned heading off in the direction she heard the sound.

Liana had stiffened when she saw the expressions on Molly's face, and then Tarek's. She would have gone after the youngest pack member herself if Tarek hadn't beaten her two it. At another time, she may have been irritated by their meagre apologies, now it simply worried her. What had been going on to make the two so uptight and upset? She let out a soft growl. Sometimes it was too hard to keep up with the others, it was as if their feelings and emotions changed in the blink of an eye.

Peering back up, Liana smiled faintly to Memphis. "I would ask what happened, but I'm almost too afraid to get involved on this one" She called up to him before moving towards one of the trees with their low hanging branches that stood beside the house. Using these, Liana was able to get level with Memphis, perched on the branch carefully. "They fight as if they were a married couple" The alpha added with a soft chuckle. Her thoughts had strayed briefly to part of the argument. Apparantly Tarek had been telling Molly she would someday be an alpha. Instinctively, the thought brought a growl to her throat, but Liana's human side forced it down again. Of course another would take her place at some point. Unlike the leeches, werewolves were not immortal. There would come a time when Liana would have to step down as leader, for the good of the pack, and what a time that would be. She may even be able to get a full nights sleep.

The white haired lady was pulled out of her mind's ramblings by the sound of paw prints across the snow. Her gaze flashed down and her face contorted into a mixture of fury and worry. Two werewolves, clearly Tarek and Molly, had rushed from the house at different times, from a balcony, one chasing the other. What brought on a flicker of fear was the direction both had taken. "What did I just SAY? Stay by the house! I swear if those leeches don't kill them I will" She snarled, already starting to shift into her white wolf form as she jumped from the branch. Landing with a light thud in the snow, the wolf looked up to where Memphis was, a silent question of whether he would come or not.

The very words she spoke were harsh, harsh but true. "You're a wise creature. I always knew you vampires were different from the stories. Unlike the others, I've yet to full come across your kind. Do tell me though, why haven't you lusted for my blood? I know it's in your blood, so what is holding you back."

Following the vampire as if he were her shadow, Tarek's cold nose hit her hand. "Okay, so I have a question. You don't have to help me, but I could really use some guidance. You see, there is the girl. She is hopelessly in love with me, but... I... I did something terrible to her in the past. About ninety years ago, I was wandering the streets and I came across this lonely girl. She looked like the ideal target for a prank. My friends and I beat her to a pulp. When we left, we went to a pub and got wasted. I lost a bet and I was to go find her and rape her. Only, when I found her, I... I felt as though I couldn't. I just... I just couldn't hurt her like that."

Looking up a the vampire, Tarek's eyes shifted away. Tail dragging, he exhaled. "I hate myself for turning her into a werewolf. But I couldn't just let her die. I sort of knew the girl. I knew she was an orphan and that she was without friends or family. But I knew she had a pure heart and was willing to do anything for anyone. I just felt so compelled to save her. So I changed her that very night I hurt her. She doesn't know it was me and I feel like such a coward. I can't tell her that I hurt her. And what makes it even worse is that I have to keep hiding the fact that I love her. God do I love her. I purposely whore myself out to other women in a sick attempt to forget about her, but as hard as I try, I just can't get her out of my mind." He paused before speaking. "I care about her more than she could ever understand. I took her in when she was weak. I promised I'd protect her. But the falling for her... it wasn't supposed to happen. She wasn't supposed to become the most wonderful woman ever. She wasn't supposed to be beautiful and flawless. She's just... torture."

Tarek fell silent as he continued to wander with the vampire. If she were to just ignore him, Tarek didn't care. He just needed to get some stuff off his chest. He needed to open his eyes and see that he was madly in love with Molly. Hating to admit it was hard, and acting like he didn't care around her was painful. Her tears were daggers to his heart and whenever he broke her heart, he could feel himself dying on the inside.

His paws stopped moving. Standing there, Tarek let the harsh environment consume him. The blinding white snow rushed before his face and tossed his fur about. The vampire, who was supposed to be a mortal enemy, was soothing. Almost... comforting. Had she been kind enough to answer, Tarek would feel terrible to striking her. Looking at his paws, Tarek shot the woman a look. "I'm sorry I attacked you. I was just so consumed with fear and pity that I was only concerned with myself and not the fate of the others. Thank you. You finally knocked some sense into me. I'm forever in your debt." Bowing, Tarek's golden eyes gave the vampire a once over. She was oddly familiar looking to him, and he wondered why.

Molly kept walking, further and further. She had lost Tarek's sent a while back but she wasn't going to stop looking for him. He had been there with her, every day since they met and he saved her. She wanted him there now. Her heart was aching, why had he run off so suddenly? Had she done something wrong in the kiss? She kept walking, her paws padding silently in the snow.

Then Molly froze. Her ears twitched as she thought she heard a voice. Tarek's voice was being carried by the wind. "...makes it even worse is that I have to keep hiding the fact that I love her. God do I love her..."

Her heart almost skipped a beat. Was it real? Or had she just imagined it? No she couldn't have, that was Tarek's voice. He really did love her! Her spirits lifted. Tarek wasn't real close but she could definitely hear him. Molly quickened her pace in the direction she thought she had heard his voice. But then one of her over sized paws stepped through and broke the crust layer on top of the snow. The sudden throw caused her to loose balance and it sent her tumbling down a hill.

Molly came crashing to a halt when her face smacked right into a snowmobile. She shifted forms into a human and put a hand up to her now bleeding nose. "Damn it." She muttered as she staggered to her feet. "What the hell is a snowmo..." her voice died off when she looked up and saw an enormous mansion before her. "Uh oh..." she looked up as her nose continued to drip blood down her pale skin.

It really was like Tarek to randomly pop in out of nowhere, grab Molly when they were in the middle of a conversation, and take off with her. Really, sometimes it seemed like he didn't care about anything but Molly. Not the pack, not even life itself. In fact, he seemed to rather ignore everyone else for the most part. It worried Memphis somewhat. Could Terek really be relied upon? He had always been a loner, sure, but he assumed he could trust the other when it came down to it in the end. Now, he wasn't so sure. His rational thinking could be blocked by Molly, the only thing he ever seemed to think or care about. It was almost like... an obsession.

When he heard their leader's voice speak to him from below, he looked down to her from the roof and watched as she perched herself in a tree, himself still in his wolf form. He transformed back into his human form, knowing it'd be easier to speak. "You're right to be afraid." He replied to her with a smile, looking out in the distance. "Those two have enough drama going to cover for the entire war itself."

No sooner than that did he see Tarek ran out into the snow... towards vampire territory. "That idiot!" Memphis couldn't help but let out. Was he meaning to go there, or was he just that stupid? He let out a low growl. Maybe he was right before. Maybe Terek couldn't be relied upon. Maybe if circumstanced had changed and he was the one running out into vampire territory Terek wouldn't bother to follow, instead only wanting to be with Molly. But Memphis had to remind himself. He wasn't Terek. He wanted people to be able to depend on him.

And as if things couldn't get worse, just then, another figured dashed thought he snow. "Molly too?" He said, holding his head in disbelief. "What's with the young these days...?" Really. In his old pack, everything was so simple and nice. No drama like there was now. Now, he didn't even know how to handle it all. In fact, he wasn't good with drama at all. It was just so... awkward for him.

With Liana transforming and coming to the ground in her wolf form, Memphis didn't waste any time doing the same. He nodded to her before they took off, towards where the two had blindly run off to.

Liana was relieved when she saw Memphis imitating her movements, landing beside her and taking off in the direction of the others. Really, it was good to know he so reliable. That, and Memphis had been around during the time of war, before she had negotiated peace with the vampires. He knew better than anyone exactly what they were up against, could easily be trusted to follow orders. She certainly viewed him with a respect that was hard earned from the alpha. His comment about the young these days had amused her. Liana had been tempted to point out that Tarek was older than both herself and Memphis, but decided against it. Now was not the time and place. That, and with the way he was acting so irrationally, one would hardly guess at his age accurately.

Her feet flew across the snow, the white of her fur blending perfectly with her surroundings. Only the sharp blackness of her nose and the dull amber of her eyes revealed the wolf's where-abouts. Every so often she would pause in her running, lifting her head and nose to the wind in search for the scent of their two missing pack members. The scent was easily caught as no sooner had she stopped, Liana was racing across the ground again.

Tarek was closer, she would go after him first before finding Molly. If they were lucky, neither would be harmed, or discovered by the vampires. Unfortunately, Liana knew that none of them were exactly reknowned for their luck. Already the smell of blood was beginning to mingle with Tarek's scent. The sure sign that a vampire was close by. On a spur of the moment, her anger levels were still surprisingly high, Liana raised her head again, letting out a loud howl. It was a warning to the vampire she could smell, and a fairly simple message to Tarek, and Molly if she could hear. Stay where you are. The note of her irritation at the two could easily be heard running beneath it.

Ruth listened carefully to Blood's words and smiled comfortably when he kissed her forehead. She looked to him more as a loved uncle then someone to become a lover. Afterall he was 800 years older than she was. A girl had to have some standards. Screwing someone four times her age just seemed a little wrong.

When Fox left the room without comment, Ruth watched her back as she walked out. She didn't seem too pleased to have Ruth come with her when they were to go stockpile some new humans for the dungeon. But she needed Ruth there. What if the wolves attacked? Ruth would protect Fox with her life just as she would protect anyone of her family.

Devon's quiet form appeared in the space Fox had been. "Hey Dev." Ruth said before turning back to Blood. "I don't think I could screw one of the humans in the dungeon. They smell like fear and feces. I want someone new. Someone who doesn't know about us." She looked out the window absently and bit her lower lip. "Would you screw a human Dev? I think it could be fun."

Something thudded outside. It was not a vampire sound.

Locking eyes with Blood and not waiting for either him or Devon to respond, Ruth dashed to the window, flung it open, and hurled herself headfirst outside. She rolled in the air and landed hard on her feet in a crouch. Her pistol was drawn and held in a shooting position. The safety was off.

The smell of wolf was strong in the air and Ruth located the invader by her snowmobile trying to steal it. She stood and braced the gun with both hands, getting closer to the creature. It was a small wolf, pathetic really. Not even worth her time if it was not trying to make off with her snowmobile or trespassing right outside her home. Her home. Her sanctuary. The place she was safe from the world.

No. This wolf could not be here.

"Back away from the snowmobile slowly or else I am going to blow your head off." She said in a deadpan tone that was more frightening than any shouting she could have done. That tone said that I have killed before and I will kill you in a heartbeat.

When Molly heard the voice she stumbled backwards and fell into the snow. She looked up at the woman holding the pistol on her. Her limbs were trembling as more blood trickled down her face. She knew instantly that this woman was a vampire.

Oh no...Was all she could think. How had she let herself wonder into vampire territory. How did she manage to find their house? She tried to slowly back away, but she could hardly move through the snow drift she had fallen into. A lump formed in her throat, preventing her from even trying to speak.

Her heart was pounding and she wiped the blood on her face off with the back of her hand, only succeeding in smearing it across her pretty face. She rolled over onto her stomach and started shifting into her wolf form as she tried to scramble up the snowy bank. She couldn't seem to get a grip or traction. As she started ascending the hill Molly really thought that this might be the end of her. No it couldn't be, she had to see Tarek one last time.

( @Remaro: I was actually referring to Molly being the young, not Terek too, but eh, oh well. :XP )

Memphis ran along a only a fraction behind Liana (out of leadership pack courtesy, of course) as she let out a warning howl. Memphis took the time to get a good whiff of the air. "They're close." He barked simply at her. Of whom it wasn't certain... for both Tarek, Molly, AND vampire scenes filled the air, all being close by, which could only mean certain disaster.

And disaster it was. When they finally reached Tarek, he seemed to be harmed, but not too bad. A short ways away was another being... one of them. A female. But she seemed to be leaving. Odd in mis mind... but good nonetheless. With the vampiress making her way off, Memphis transformed into his human form and made his way towards Tarek. "You're a real idiot, you know that?" He tried his best not to yell or seem too upset. But, he was glad he was at least alive and not too badly hurt. He wanted to scold him more about being reckless and how he's supposed to be the older pack leader and responsible, but there was something else, something more important he wanted to know first.

"Where's Molly?" He figured since the two had run off at almost the same time, they'd have found each other... But Molly wasn't here now. Her scent was close by, but he figured if they were out here together, Tarek would be practically attached to her hip. Could it be that he didn't know she had followed him...?

"I said slowly bitch!" Ruth shouted. Her dead heart was thudding in her chest with the power of someone else's blood. The action exhilarated her. Finally she could be truly helpful and show her family how much she appreciated them all at once.

The werewolf smeared blood across her forehead and Ruth sniffed the air. The girl's blood smelled tangier than a human's blood. Ruth knew she couldn't turn a were into a vamp, but she wondered if she could drink their blood. Would it taste better than a human's? Her tongue tarted out between her lips hungrily. She had just eaten, but something about the girl's blood smelled tantalizing. Ruth wanted a taste.

Closing the space between them, Ruth grabbed the back of the pup's neck and threw her onto her back in the snow. "What kind of a wolf are you? Fight me!" She holstered her gun and held her arms out to her sides. "Fight me!"

The sound of something thudding outside and the strong smell of werewolf blood made Lucas' eyes turn crimson. He hadn't done it in fear. It was more of instinct as he watched Ruth leave through the window. Much as he'd want to leave this matter to her, he knew better than to do so. Especially when the situation involved her precious snowmobile. "Stay here, Devon," he told the younger vampire firmly before he'd brushed past her in a blur.

In a matter of seconds, he was standing behind Ruth and the pup, his eyes were sharply gazing, burning at her back. "Ruth! She isn't here to fight or steal and do I have to remind you again that we're on the defense, not the offense?" he said sternly, a little angrily, as he turned to look towards werewolf's way. Idly, he wondered where her fellow wolves were and it quite surprised him that they weren't out in a pack tonight. If they had been on the offense, they surely wouldn't have had planned it this way. "Scout the area for rogue animals," he told Ruth as he turned his attention back to her, "Her blood may have attracted them, we can't have them attacking her."

With that said, he went to where Molly was and reached out to touch the underside of her face. In her wolf form, he could feel her fur in his hands. He'd drank his blood for the day so his system was pretty much working somewhat. "Are you all right?" he asked gently as he took out a small, white cloth from his pocket. He started wiping her face with it and pressed it onto the wound so as to have it stop bleeding. Not that the cold was already doing that, it seemed. "We won't hurt you," he added and pulled back, "I'll see to it that no one does." The male gave the werewolf a gentle smile before he'd retrieved his hands and slid the bloody handkerchief into his pocket.

Lucas went into the castle and left the doors open for her to follow him in.

Devon looked at Ruth as she greeted the girl, nodding in response. She looked curiously at the other girl, not quite sure how to respond to her question. The girl was young by vampire standards, still experimenting with different things, especially with humans. Devon had tried things in her earlier years, but was not as into using humans for anything other than food as she had been then. Back then she was trying to get rid of the scars of her human life, now she just desired to live in as much peace as possible.

When the thump was heard outside, she didn't move. Curiosity made her want to check it out, but Ruth seemed to be willing to take care of the problem. As Ruth opened the window, Devon's eyes widened, the faint smell of blood hit her nose. It was fresh, the best way for it to be. Her green eyes began to change from their kelly green color to a deep blood red. The process was slow, the colors shifting slowly. It had been years since this feeling had over come her.

She moved slowly towards the open window, her body tensing up as a silent war was raging within herself. As she reached the window, she looked out of it, seeing Ruth standing near a wolf on the ground. A quick smell revealed that it was a werewolf. She could recognize that smell anywhere. The vampires she had traveled Europe with had a fond taste for were blood.

She stopped moving at the sound of Lucas's voice. She was in view of the window, able to see others by the wolf, Lucas stopping Ruth from doing anything. Her blood red eyes widened as he motioned for the wolf to enter their home. "Are you serious Lucas, she's bleeding," she hissed through clenched teeth. Her control was thin as it was. Bringing the wolf into the castle was not going to help the war they were in.

Molly let out a yelp as she was grabbed and thrown to the ground. She was of the woman standing over her. Molly had no real experience fighting. The closest thing she had was the wrestling Tarek would occasionally spring on her. She was sure this woman was going to kill her.

But then another voice came. Molly froze as she listened to this male berate the woman. He must have been their leader. She almost pulled away when he reached out, but he had said they were only on the defensive. Did that mean he wasn't going to attack her? His hands were gentle as he stopped her bleeding and when he spoke Molly gave him a small nod hoping he didn't see her quivering.

When he got up and walked into the house, Molly looked up at the woman who was still glaring at her. She didn't like the idea of going inside but she would rather be there with the man that seemed reasonable than with the woman that wanted to kill her. She padded her way into the house behind the man.

Once inside, she shifted back into her human form. Her white dress, that she never managed to change out of, was dirty, wet and covered in her own blood. Her face was still covered in her own blood, but at least she had stopped bleeding by now. Molly stopped walking and just stood in the building, she was still trembling. She was terrified. What was going to happen to her? Would the others come to find her? And what if they did? The war would start that second.

Molly thought maybe it would just be best to apologize and leave. "I-I'm sorry." She stuttered nervously. "I didn't meant to come here, i swear. I just want to go home." she felt tears stinging her eyes as her fear started consuming her.

Fox closed her eyes as she lessened. "It is not easy you will feel the guilt. But is it worth breaking her heart and yours leading to a life time of pain. The question young one is they girl happy now? If she is happy let it be for both your sakes. As for me I was never one for emotions though I never had a chance to. The only thing I ever loved and matter was taken from me at a young age. You know I once had a brother he was my elder one I lost him one night to the pack he was bitten as you did to the girl. He was taken from me...as I was taken from him much later. I had spent years looking for my brother and when I was turned I hated your kind I sought any and all blood taking out my pain on any that was near. I learned though it wasn't worth it. You have to learn to let your past go and embrace your new life. Now hurry boy I since trouble. Dame I fear one of the young ones is out. I really do hate young vampires. I assume the other wolf I smell is yours the one you have been rambling about. I will help you get out safe but please don't make a habit of this boy."

Fox appeared from a clearing as she rushed to Molly's side. She cut her eyes to Ruth as she gave her a warning glance. "They are pups Blood they are no threat let them back to their side Ruth do not harm them. They have caused us no harm. If you are rash and dare to harm one of them they pack leader will issues war up on us. Let them be Blood." She said as she shifted her eye to the girl.

The vampires words were helpful and much needed. However, he wasn't sure if he was ready to take the next step with Molly. The two had known each other for ninety years, but over those years Tarek wasn't really interested in her. Yes, there was a slight attraction, but it really only developed over the past month.

It was then when the two were interrupted by who other than the alpha and her loyal should-be mate Memphis. Rolling his eyes, he looked up at the vampire. Was there any way he could convince this vampire to help him flee from his superiors? Most likely not.

As he continued to think of possible explanations and potential ways of getting them off his trail. Just as he was about to fire out an idea, he heard Molly's name mentioned. But what... what did they say? Trying to rewind the stuff he was not really paying attention to, Tarek put the puzzle pieces together.

"Wait, what! Molly's missing! That's impossible. I left her in the tower." He bit his lip before shooting the two wolves a pissed facial expression. "This is my fault. I'll deal with it. You two go back to the pack. I don't need you two getting injured because of my recklessness." Snarling, he snapped at the alpha. "I said, go away. Molly's mine. I don't need your help. You'll only get in my way."

Looking up at the vampire, Tarek took off after the red haired female. "Wait, so you lost your brother centuries ago. That's really strange. According to my family history, my aunt and her brother went missing about 500 years ago. They say he was found mauled to death. She was never found. Rumor had it she became a vamp... vampire." Tarek's feet stopped moving for a second as he looked the vampire over. "What did you say your name was? You wouldn't happen to know a Rochell, would you?"

His feet dug back into the earth as he sped back up to her. Tarek's ears shot forward as his jaw dropped. He was no longer engulfed by snow. No, instead there was a looming castle that stopped the wind from harassing his face. Gulping, he took a hesitant step forward, following Fox.

Just as he was about to sink back and retreat, his nose dropped to the floor he was standing on. Molly's blood was all over it. Panicked, Tarek ran ahead into the castle. Without even knowing that other vampires were watching his entrance, the werewolf started shifting into a human. However, his footing was a tad off, which caused him to slip. Sliding across the floor, Tarek's face collided with something sturdy. When he dared to look up, he noticed that he was now looking up at Molly. "Molly!"

A light growl came from his throat as he seized the female. Pulling her into his arms, he looked about to see that there wasn't just one vampire before them, but three. His brows wrinkled as he took a step in front of Molly. "Release Molly, I won't let her be your prisoner. If you want blood, take mine."

Fox shifted her eyes as they widen if looks could kill she would have killed the wolf for saying her real name. No one was allowed to call her by her real name. She let out a growl of her own as her eyes cut to Ruth. "DROP HER!" She snapped in a order as she moved beside her ready to put the girl in her place." We do not want to start a war. If you don't you can heal yourself I will not waste my time with you. Blood has gave you a home and more. The lest you can do is control your thrust long enough to think before you do something stupid to get us all killed. I am not healing you if you are going to be stupid about things She said as she placed her hand on the vampires shoulder. "let it go you can do it. I will get you more blood I promise."

Molly was still trembling as she stood before the vampire awaiting to see if they would let her leave. Her head was pounding now, the impact of her face on the snowmobile was not a pleasant one and she could feel the dried blood clinging to her skin. She almost fell over when she felt something collide with her feet. She chanced a glance down, afraid to look away from the Vampires glaring at her. When she looked down Her eyes got wide. "T-Tarek?" How had he found her? And he just ran into a vampire castle, what was he thinking?!

She was a bit shocked when he grabbed her and snarled. She was thankful he was there, so thankful he had come to get her. He stepped in front of her and spoke to the vampires.

"Tarek! What are you doing?" She asked him as she clung to his arm. She felt tears sting her eyes. She was so happy to see him again, but she was terrified too. If the vampires had be scared and threatening towards her, who knows what they would do to him. "I am not going to leave you here!" She tugged on his arm and tried to pull him towards the door.

The vampire leader had seemed reasonable enough. Maybe if she got Tarek closer to the door, he would just let them leave and not keep them there. a tear slid down her cheek as her body trembled and she kept tugging him towards the door. "Please Tarek, let's just go!"