Mark shrugged, "not something really worth talking about though I do know some history to our kind since I kinda was into all this stuff." He flung his hand forward, "when I was a kid since I already had a praetor lupus wolf head on a golden chain around my neck only made me curious well you should have seen the journals my dad left vampire lycans......fae." He was hesitant on that word, he had smelled charred skin just before the shot. Only one kind couldn't hold metal fae.