Today was going to be a lovely day, at the moment it was still rather early. However, it seemed like it would be bright and sunny. It was almost a shame they had chosen this day to have this stupid ball to prove that all races were weak. It was almost an insult that the witches were looked at in such a way that they were offered to help set up, and of course elder Selma and the others jumped at the chance. Because why not? Any chance to go to a fancy party, yes? 

Oh well, its going to be a pretty day to work the last of things with Dylan. The short brunette thought to herself as she sat in the large window, her dark brown eyes looking out into the garden area that her room faced. It really was a shame that the coven couldn't have a mansion like this one, maybe after the war though. After all she had no doubt the witches would be the ones that won the war. Of course Dylan would likely disagree, but he really liked his cave. 

She could hide him from the other witches, keep him safe. Tabitha sighed a little rolling her eyes at herself. When she had met her little dragon friend, her plan was simplely to use him for her own gain, but damn him, he had grown on her a bit. She was pulled from her thoughts however, as someone knocked on her door. 

"Tabitha, breakfast is ready!" A voice called through the door, and Tabby ran a brush through her hair quickly before stepping out as the same witch yelled down the hall at Shayne, Tabby's eye lingered down the hall from her for only a moment as she headed down the stairs. Making her plate quickly she sat rather quietly listening to the conversations going on around her. The elders always insisted that they have meals together, and while it felt a bit taxing at times, growing up in the coven she barely even thought of it as anything but normal. After all, they were sort of a family. "That's fine dear, you can help Tabitha get the dresses."

She had honestly been listening the conversation about the protection spells, and the few others she thought could be useful, that she had barely even heard her name being said. Her eyes looked towards who had said it, to see one of the elders talking to Guinn whose miscasting of a spell a few days ago resulted in breaking an arm. For a moment she didn't answer, before giving a small smile. "Yes, you can take the closer store darling. They said t'would be ready by twelve." She answered, honestly it was a good thing, that would leave her more time to talk with her partner.

By the time Tabby had finished eating breakfast and gotten dressed, she glaced at the clock it was 8:25 and she sighed at how long the breakfast had taken as she slipped her heels on. She needed to get used to wearing heels both for the dance tonight seeing that she always wore flats. Though also there was the fact that she was only 5'2" and it made her feel less 'cute' having to stand next to that freaking giant. She stuffed a few papers into her bag before she left the mansion to get the dresses and meet Dylan.

It was about 9:45 when Tabby got to the park where she told him to meet her. Hopefully with it being an open spot they would draw less attention to themselves. Her eyes scanned the park a bit before she was sure he wasn't there, but she didn't pay much attention to it seeing that she was early. Sitting on one of the benches she crossed a leg over the other pulling a bit on her jean skirt and unbottoning the button down shirt she wore over her undershirt, before letting her head tilt back enjoying the sun.

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"Are you sure that we shouldn't just blow up the mansion? It will kill a lot of them. Less to have to hunt." The question got a lot of dirty looks, and Oliver was really happy about that. It was one of the stupidest suggestions being thrown around at this meeting. Which was saying a lot, seeing that there had been one to gather up all the humans in town and hold them against their will.

"Okay, lets say we do that." The attention in the room turned toward him, the others in shock. "What do we tell the familes of the humans that we kill along with them? Your plan makes you sound as much a monster as the ones we hunt." The sound of hushed mutters filled the room as the woman across the long table glared at him.

"At least I don't want to go eat and dance with those monsters. How can you call yourself a hunter if you want peace with those things?" The mutters only seemed to get louder as Oliver actually let a small chuckle out.

"Oh no. Peace is such a horrible thing. Let's murder the people we are trying to protect instead." 

"And who the hell are you trying to protect?!"

"The innocent people you are trying to kill!"

"Enough!" The leader shouted over Helen and Oliver's, now shouting match. His head in his hand for a moment as the whole room quieted. "First off, we are not going to blow up the mansion. Even if that was a good idea, which it isn't." Oliver shot a look towards Helen. "All that would do is bring the creatures to peace long enough to come down on us. Hunters and humans both." 

Helen opened her mouth to speak but was completely cut off as their leader turned his attention to Oliver. "Secondly, of all the moronic ideas, Oliver's seems more intelligent. He and a small group will go to the party and if anything gets out of hand, they will handle it."

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A knock on the door was what woke the brunette male, and his blue eyes looked at the clock before he sniffed the air and stretched. It was just past 8 in the morning and he already regretted agreeing to go to this ball tonight. He loved his peace and quiet, hell he even managed to stay out of any of this stupid fighting by staying out of the way in his quiet little cabin far in the woods. He could give less of a fuck about this.

The knocking on his door turned into a pouding, and Chris growled a little at the noise before getting up off the floor. Where he passed out on the floor after his run last night. He rubbed a hand down his face as he answered the door, getting a welcoming smile from the woman on the other side before she gasped and covered her eyes. "Oh my god, dude put on some pants!" She shouted and a slight smirk came to Chris's lips.

"Well, maybe you shouldn't pound on my door Shela." He said fighting a laugh as he headed into his room and got dressed.

"Sorry I forgot that you're a ass that can't get dressed before you open the door!" She said getting a laugh from Chris as he came back into the living room. "Did you get your mask yesterday?" She asked sitting a box of doughnuts on the counter. Chris took one of the doughnuts as he hopped up to sit on the counter and pointed to the box on the table. Watching as his friend opened the box looking at it before giving him a look. "You bought a wolf mask?" 

Chris nods a bit. "It looks pretty awesome right?" He said with a bit of a proud smile. He had looked for the last week for a mask he liked before finding this one that he actually liked.

"Yeah its cool but, the point of this being a masked ball is that we all hide who and what we are."

Chris let an annoyed growl out. "Yeah, but I like that one. I looked for a fucking week. And what does it matter? If a vampire, shifter, or dragon smells me they'll know."

Shela growled back at him. "You might as well wear a collar that says "Werewolf" on it Chris."

"Actually, I was thinking Lassie would look better." He shot back before getting a look between dirty and worrying he was seriously going to wear a collar that said Lassie on it. "So we going for a run or what?" Chris asked before stuffing the rest of the doughnut in his mouth. Watching as Shela sighed and went into his room to shift.