[centre][b][h1][color=aba000]Cody[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]
[@BlackPanther]

Cody smiled at Aron, rising, he took Aron's hand, guiding him out of the cafe. He went over to his bike, offering Aron a helmet. Cody was more then a little nervous, not wanting to screw things up, now that he was completely sure of things. He glanced about them. The day seemed quite nice, and Cody took a moment to decide where to go. It seemed that Aron was happy for Cody to decide. He wanted to...go somewhere special. He looked to Aron, asking softly [color=aba000]"Do you have a problem with heights?"[/color] He didn't want Aron to fall and hurt himself, if he was scared of heights. That would just be a bad thing to happen, on this...was it a date? He didn't know, and he waited for Aron to answer, leaning against his bike. 

For a fearful moment he wondered if Aron had changed his mind, didn't want to go off with him, to do anything...He glanced down at his hands, suddenly too nervous and worried to meet Aron's gaze. Perhaps part of that was because...he had his bike. It meant close contact, and that sent his mind, and emotions into over drive, and he was sure his face was flushed. 

[centre][b][h1][color=00a99d]Quinton[/color] and [color=fff79a]Abigale[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]
[@Vicier]
Abigale balanced, leaning her hand against Quinton's head as she almost tried to stand up, gripping his hair lightly, her other hand reaching up to brush her own hair back from her eyes, seeming to try and get a good look of Alessa, [color=fff79a]"She's pretty, Daddy"[/color] She said, with all the innocence of a child, all the honesty. Quinton smiled, reaching up to steady Abigale with one hand, not truly afraid that she would fall. The girl had all the grace of a deer, and all the skill of a monkey when she climbed. 

[color=00a99d]"Yeah, she is"[/color] He agreed, watching as Alessea approached them. Abigale leaned forward slightly, now using Quinton's hand to help her balance. She smiled brightly at Alessea, revealing a slight gap where one of her baby teeth had fallen out. Quinton shifted slightly, and Abigale swayed with his movement, but didn't seem afraid of falling from her perch. And why should she? Her father had never let her fall before. 

[color=00a99d]"I wasn't expecting to come, to be honest"[/color] Quinton said, almost sheepishly. Quinton's first pack, he had merely been absorbed into. His alpha had been...kind, helping him with his transition from near death, to bitten, to werewolf. This, nevermind the fact that Alessea had offered, was different to anything he had ever done before. [color=00a99d]"This is my daughter, Abigale"[/color] Quinton didn't get to say anymore, as Abigale spoke, her voice bright, friendly and childlike as she said [color=fff79a]"Why do you talk like that? I like it"[/color] Quinton smiled apologetically, [color=00a99d]"It's an accent, Abi. Some people have them, depending on where they're from. Remember that scottish fellow we ran into a while back? You might be too young to remember, but you laughed and tried to mimic he's speach"[/color] Abigale frowned, as if trying to remember that. but shrugged, [color=fff79a]"It's pretty. Pretty voice for a pretty person"[/color]

Quinton shifted, and removed Abigale from his shoulders, setting her down, which may have been a bad idea, as the girl closed the distance between them, and Alessea, giving the older woman a hug as tight as she could make it, before stepping back and smiling again, [color=fff79a]"Hi, hi."[/color]

Quinton cleared his throat, and watched Abigale, shifting again, before saying [color=00a99d]"I have made a decision, and its purely for Abigale's sake. She's never really had an alpha, or not one she can remember, and I've left much to be desired in the way of such an authority figure. I'd rather she learn before she is old enough to shift."[/color] He said, as Abigale swayed where she stood, never one to truly stay still. [color=00a99d]"And being apart of a back is safer for her, then not"[/color] 

Abigale looked back at her father and smiled.[color=00a99d]"And it seems Abigale likes you, and that's all I needed now"[/color] 

[color=fff79a]"He worries too much"[/color] Abigale said, looking back to Alessea, smiling still. 

[centre][b][h1][color=f6989d]Cassandra[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]
[@Vicier][@BlackPanther]
There were many things in the world that Cassie was thankful for. Highest on that list was her friends. Miranda in particular. Miri had helped Cassie through so much, often turning up on her doorstep with the comforting pizza and movies. She knew all she ever had to do was call Miri and she'd be there. She smiled at her friend, waving a hand in greeting. she was more then sure Miri at least knew what she was trying to do with Syl and Gage in particularly, and she knew that Miri would one day repay the favor, if anyone actually liked Cassie. Cassandra hoped she was smart enough to know when Miri tried that. 

She chuckled at Syleste's attempt to be angry, she was just so adorable in itself, but she herself knew it was genuine for the boys. She smiled, glancing to Syleste. She realised just how confusing it probably was for her in there, and hoped that the boy's shift would be over soon, knowing the cafe was becoming even more crowded by the second. 

[color=f6989d]"Hey Riley"[/color] She smiled at Riley, and glanced over when Gage came over. Syleste really was adorable. Despite everythign she was trying to do with her and Gage, Cassie would do whatever she could to protect Syleste, the girl was truly innocent and Cassandra was a little afraid of her mother. She gave Gage a smile, although she was more then certain he only had eyes for Syleste. She couldn't say how truly adorable it was to see Gage so sweet with Syl. 

She rose, grabbing her bag, leaving Gage to guide Syleste to the car. [color=f6989d]"To the car then!"[/color]