A growl rumbled from Vera's throat. She wasn't used to being bossed around. The female lycan disappeared under water for a few seconds and once she resurfaced, all the blood had been washed from her body. Her skin felt much more fresh, rejuvenated even. Her green eyes found Adaza once more and even though she was very vulnerable, she emerged from the water. For her bloodline had made her proud, no matter the situation. What remained of her white gown was now plastered to her body, revealing every curve on her body. Yes, her skin prickled at the thought of being so exposed, but a quick bath was worth it.

"You don't take the time to enjoy much that doesn't involve killing, do you?" Vera's voice was like silk. Her new found energy had given her more bravery. The water did more than just cleanse her body, "Where to now, Ada...Master Adaza?" Her green eyes wandered from the ripples in the creek to the ancient lycan.