*Iris lies lazily against a tree, relaxing in the sun when suddenly the orange streak bursts from the bushes and attacks her*
*Iris screams and tries to run, but is tackled and brought to the ground*
*The tall form of a female Weretiger in tribal garb tries to throttle Iris*


*Horus nods to Furia*
Horus: No, I'm no hallmaster. But who are you?
*He looks over at Jillian*
Horus: There's food if you want it Jillian.
*He sets down a platter of breakfast goodies and leans against the counter, folding his arms casually*