[hr] [color=ed1c24][i][center][h1]Alexina Broadchurch[/h1][/center][/i][/color] Alexina smiled as she knelt next to a beautiful wolf, her hands gliding along from the top of his majestic head,down his surprisingly soft fur to his long tail. It would have seemed as he was a tame pet, if he, and three other wolfs were not tearing the meat off the bones of a recently killed Hunter. "Serves him right..." She said to herself as she pushed herself to her feet and walked away, wiping a little blood from her lips as she did. Taking in a deep breath she let out a happy sigh, knowing that was one less Hunter to worry about. Though her thoughts did turn to another Hunter that was killing for gold...He was next on her list. Sadly she only recently heard of this man, the one with the strange sword/crossbow. She normally allowed someone to hunt for food...as it was apart of life... but if they hunted for sport, or not for their own belly, they tended to get greedy. But this one, with a weird weapon, was probably not just there for the wildlife. But as the birds informed her, he was already gone from the forest. She looked up as she heard the hoot of an owl, turning around to see one landing on the branch just a few feet from her. It hooted a few more times, and her eyes went wide with worry. Fenros was near...and he was looking for Lorelai, having just killed the three sisters out of town. She thanked the owl and started to run to the castle, as she ran gracefully like a deer, she came to an opening and jumped off a log. Closing her eyes she imagined a hawk. Mere seconds later her body morphed into one and with a few flaps of her wings she darted to the castle with greater speed. Of course Lorelai was not in immediate danger... But the more time they were prepared for that wicked man the better. Soon she flew through Lorelai's window, and just as effortlessly changed back into her human form and seemed to land as lightly as a leaf. pushing the hair from her face she noted she wasn't in her room and walked from it to the hall in search of her. She personally hated the castle...so cold with all it's stone. She preferred the forest any time of the year. As well as it was just easier to protect the coven from the forest. It was her domain. She had a network of millions of eyes and ears from all the creatures that lived there. She was the first line of defense, and alarm. Rubbing her arms, she peeked through any open doors, giving a smile and wave to any sister she saw, asking where Lorelai was. She was finally pointed to a room, where she found her and Hazel Lovelace. Talking. She didn't wish to intrude...Fenros was still a few days away. No way he would be able to make it to the castle with out her knowing. After they would speak for a bit longer she decided it didn't really matter if she interrupted. So she walked in slowly. "Hello..." She said softly with a sweet voice. [hr] [b][color=007236][center][h1]Fenros Digard[/h1][/center][/color][/b] Fenros rode slowly into to town with Alltia just to his right, She sniffed the air and licked her chops. The smells of roasting meat came from everywhere. All Fenros could hear in his head was her saying."OoooH beef! Roasted pig! and CHICKEN! awhahaha We need to get some of that chicken Fenros..." Fenros glanced down at her and shook his head, "Maybe." was all he said in answer. He rode to the tavern but noticed a man infront of a shop of a young girl. Who was claiming to have potions and remedies and other items to ward off witches and the like. Of all the times he had seen this setup, ninety-nine percent of the time it was full of useless items. Hence the use of a pretty girl to gain the heart and 'generosity' of men. He came to a stop, and slowly got off his horse. The leather from the saddle slowly made its stretching noise as all the pressure from his weight shifted to one side. His horse snorted and shook it's mane as he lifted the reins over the head of the horse he moved closer to the shop, tying off the horse at a post. He glanced at the man next to him, Fenros's face was hidden in shadow from his cowl. This man was a clear Hunter, as plain as day, An easy target for witches. Either he was a fool, or sure of his abilities...or both. The only thing Fenros would have been pinned for a hunter was his massive sword. He couldn't help that. But the rest of his body was covered by his cloak. As he looked at the man still, he knew if his brother Jason were here, he would probably of recognized the other man as he was now keeper of the books, and was already better at remembering names of other clans of hunters. Fenros on the other hand, knew his craft like it was an art form. He pulled his hood back to reveal his face, his eyes narrowed as he inspected the wares. He shook his head at most of the trinkets, all of them were rubbish and wouldn't do anything against a witch. He then proceed to Picked up bottles, opening them and sniffing, and placing them back. while the girl and the other Hunter spoke. He had asked about the basic items every hunter knew. Though he wasn't interested in that. He did notice a bottle of what looked to be olive oil. The label on it said it was a love potion. He chuckled to himself as he sniffed it and confirmed it was indeed olive oil. But he jerked his head back at the rancid smell. Even Alltia sneezed at the strength of the odor. "UuuuUhk! I'm surprised you can still be standing with how close it was to your nose. Even more so how dull your sense of smell is." She said with a groan, while she lifted her paw and started to rub her snout. His lip twitched into a tiny smile for a second, looking down at her. "Oh come on you drama queen...it's not that bad." Putting the stopper back on, he held onto it. It would serve just fine as what he needed it for. He looked to the young girl and pulled a two shillings from his pouch and said, "Ill take this [i][b]Olive oil[/b][/i]..." He said, with heavy emphasis on the olive oil. He paid a little more than what it was worth, but he didn't care. Alltia stood and walked around the stall, sniffing. Now that she had the smell out of her system she was noticing something... strange. She couldn't put her nose on it, and when Fenros glanced at her she looked up she said, "I don't know...could be something...could still be that olive oil." He paused for a moment and decided to go back to his horse, after placing the coin in the girls hand. It could be her... but they were close to that castle of Medusa Bloodrose... the info that he procured from the three witches an hour before. It could easily be that as well. He nodded his head to the horse and Alltia came over, sitting next to him as he placed the vial of olive oil in his saddle bags.