[b][color=007236][center][h1]Fenros Digard[/h1][/center][/color][/b]

Fenros smirked to himself as the girl fumbled to cover for him saying Olive oil, weak laugh included. He retrieved his horses reins and proceeded to walk to the Tavern to get something to eat. He then tied his horse up again and pulled out an old well used large leather journal, and it quickly disappeared within the folds of his cloak as he walked to the door of the establishment. 

He pushed the door open and quickly saw it was quite busy, especially at the bar with men surrounding a very beautiful woman. [i]They seemed to grow on trees out here... [/i] he thought to himself as his eyes scanned the room. noting a few men with weapons, some seemed to be hunters. One seemed to be dressed like the one outside, [i]Partner?[/i] he thought as he started to move to a table in the corner. A man with a mall called out and said he would also pay for the woman at the bar. Before he could walk a few steps he heard the owner yell, "HEY! Get that mutt out of here!"

"MUTT!?!??!?!?!" Alltia growled. (Of course only Fenros could hear her.) "HOW DARE YOU CALL ME A MUTT YOU FAT MUTTIN CHOP!" 

"I Assure you sir she is more tame than half your patrons here...." Fenros started to say when he was cut off. 

"I Don't care! Animals outside!" He yelled as he poured a drink for the man with the maul. 

Fenros sighed and narrowed his eyes at the owner but figured it wasn't worth his breath. He looked to Alltia, "Why don't you go hunt in the forest? I promise to save you a piece for later. " He said softly. 

Her hair which was close to rising up, lowered again as she looked up to him. "A WHOLE chicken..." She said with a slightly pouting tone. 

"Fine. A whole chicken." He said as he nodded with his head to the door.

She looked back to the owner and growled again..."I don't like the smell in here anyways.... too many sweaty men..." Huffing she slowly padded outside. 

He sighed and continued to his seat, pulling his blade off his back and leaning it on the wall beside him, he sat with his back to the corner of the room as he waited for a wench to come get his order. While he waited he pulled the journal out and opened it, it was filled with hand written notes, pictures and discriptions. all done by hand...and well used. 

[@agentmanatee][@Vocab][@Karl Kadaver][@Madame Kitten]

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[center][h1]Alltia[/h1][/center][/i]

Alltia grumbled to her self.... it was mostly focused between Chicken or Mutton Chops from before. She had gone to a full run to make it deep into the forest...not really hunting, but just to run. She usually stayed by Fenros's side all the time... He was the Alpha male after all and she owed her life to him as he saved her from a witch's hell hound, hence the scar on her face, and her lost eye.

She came to an interesting part of a forest that the trees were not like normal trees... they were crystal...and mushrooms glowed. She stopped and sniffed one of them, her head tilting as she did. But then she picked up a more interesting scent. A human. Crouching, she slowly made her way over to where the scent came from. This human smelt far better than anyone in that crowded tavern. She didn't smell like any other human, which worried her...but it wasn't a witch... she wasnt worried about her. She seemed like... a friend. Her head tilted again in confusion. [i]Friend? I've never met her...[/i] She thought.

She peaked through some bushes and laid down softly. A white haired woman sitting by a massive tree....and A CAT! Oh she hated cats. She ate the last one that swiped at her though....tasted like Chicken actually... She licked her chops again before slowly coming out. She didn't know why she was leaving her hiding spot... it wasn't to eat the cat...though she wanted to. But she felt drawn to the woman. 

[@SillyGoy]

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[i][color=ed1c24][center][h1]Alexina Broadchurch[/h1][/center][/color][/i]

She thanked Hazel for letting her interrupt their conversation, and sat down next to Lorelai, her hand almost instantaneously was snatched and held in Lorelai's lap. She smiled slightlty, she enjoyed being with her... she just seemed to understand her. To have the touch of someone who loves her was indeed intoxicating. As growing up with wolfs and other animals, she picked up the wolfs pack need to be accepted, touching was their way of doing so. With this mindset, she felt needed, and it seemed to fill her more than she had just living among the animals of the forest... each creature had that desire and urge to be with another of their kind. 

She was lost in thought as she partially listened to their conversation. She thought it strange Lorelai would be able to teach Hazel anything. Their abilities were far different. But, she was never a teacher... or learned from a book, she learned from the experience of her mother and her own experiments. She didn't even know how to read. 

She was brought back to the conversation when Lorelai offered Hazel a deal, do some leg work in the forest and gather ingredients for lessons. it seemed fair enough to her, Lorelai had such a fragile body...but such a strong spirit about her. It was endearing, like a little bird with an indomitable will to soar high like the eagle. It was one of the things she loved about her. 

Her hand squeezed Lorelai's affectionately, as her cheek rested atop Lorelai's, rubbing gently like a cat wood. It seemed strange, to anyone...but when you were basically raised by animals, it was a clear sign of affection. 

She wanted to speak of Fenros though... but didn't want to bring it up incase Lorelai did not want to in front of Hazel. Though it didn't matter really, mostly everyone in the coven knew of Lorelai's great achievement on killing the butcher Hector Digard. Though older, he was still a fierce Hunter that had nearly killed off an entire family line of powerful witches, and almost finished the job with his last breath. That was till she found Lorelai in the forest, on the verge of death and nursed her back to health while protecting her from any hunter. Especially Fenros. Who since that time was on a rampage to find Lorelai and avenge his father, and mothers death.  The last she heard he had killed twenty five witches in the last three months trying to gain info.

She knew Lorelai was strong, and Medusa more so as well...but still she worried for the safety of her lover...