[hr][hr] [center][color=Plum][h1]Zoé Flores[/h1] [img]http://25.media.tumblr.com/7796f49ce31cf01624ed1f62fe6ae246/tumblr_mktbrl615l1r8yusvo1_500.gif[/img] [b]Location:[/b] [url=https://st.hzcdn.com/simgs/ed918da90fd6a349_4-5592/mediterranean-exterior.jpg]Zoé’s Home[/url]. [sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Aron Brooks (NPC), Cody Treadwell ([@Caits]), Leo Kwon ([@December]), and Damien Flores ([@YoshiSkittlez]).[/sup][/color][/center] [hr][hr] She didn’t know what had happened… one moment the boys were ready to leave, and the next, they were huddled about in the entryway. Her smile fading to instead be replaced by a slight frown at the question of whether or not her son was alright, Zoé leant forward, moving out of her brother’s embrace for a few moments as she slid her now label-less beer bottle onto the coffee table, making sure that it wasn’t going to fall before she stood herself up, her head tilting lightly to the side as she took a few steps forward and towards the hallway. [color=Plum]“..Aron..?”[/color] The soft vibration, and the ever enticing beat of Enrique Iglesias’ [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NUsoVlDFqZg]‘Bailando’[/url] filled the air, the music, and the familiar sound of the beautiful Spanish language calling out for her attention, though she chose to ignore it, her focus instead upon the two boys hanging about by the front door, [color=Plum]“..Aron..? Cody- what’s goin-... oh, mierda; hang on…”[/color] The ringtone growing louder by the moment, she took pause, stopping halfway between the boys and her brother (still sitting upon the couch), Zoé’s gaze wandered out and across the room, her hand slipping down into the back pocket of her jeans so she could retrieve her phone before she lifted it up, a slight flicker of confusion filtering out over her soft features as she caught sight of the name on the screen. Leo..? Crap; had she forgotten some plans they had again..? No… no; for the life of her, she couldn’t remember coming up with anything between them, at least not until their usual catch up- but then that was next week… Stomach twisting slightly, and mind racing through all the possibilities of why the warlock would be calling her at this time of day, she turned away from both the boys and her brother, giving each of them her profile instead as she swiped her thumb over the screen, answering the call with her brows furrowed, and a slight hesitation and questioning to her tone. [color=Plum]“..hola..?”[/color] Leo inhaled sharply at the sound of Zoé’s voice drifting from his phone. A split second of relief washed over him, but it lasted for but a moment before the waves of anguish and anxiety purged it from his system. [color=SteelBlue]“Zoé! It's Leo.”[/color] The Warlock spouted quickly as he walked towards Magnus’ car, his brow furrowed in worry. [color=SteelBlue]“The werewolf from last night attacked again. Callie and a young warlock named Alexis were both nearly killed. Callie managed to escape, but Alexis is still in the woods. She’s severely injured, but I put a stasis spell on her, but I can’t sustain it forever. I need your help to protect the pack and save Alexis!”[/color] [color=Plum]“..what..?”[/color] Shooting a quick glance around her at the other three, Zoé turned her back to them once more her brows furrowing together in worry as she spoke again, an urgency and seriousness to her tone, [color=Plum]“..Leo… Leo, calm down, and start again. What happened exactly..? And where are you..?”[/color] Leo disregarded Zoé’s instructions to calm himself, but he did decide that exploding out large amounts of information wasn’t the method the situation called for; The Warlock needed to be collected and concise. [color=SteelBlue]“I’m at the West Ridge vet’s office,”[/color] Leo said, controlling his voice to a clear, understandable manner of speaking. [color=SteelBlue]“Callie and a Warlock named Alexis were in the woods when the wolf from last night attacked them. Callie escaped, but left Alexis for dead. I placed the girl under a time stasis spell, but I can’t maintain it forever. She’s severely injured, and we need to reach her before the spell runs out. Callie’s being looked over by an angel named Seraphina Astarte, but I can’t stay with her. Magnus is with me; I need you to come and help me retrieve Alexis, and fend off the wolf. He’s powerful enough to take down Callie and another magic user, though the Warlock knows next to nothing about magic. We have to hurry.”[/color] Once again, he was going too fast; though the message was clear as day: there had been another attack. Eyes flashing over a brilliant shade of red, a deep and rather threatening growl ripped out through her lips at the mere thought that the rogue alpha was once more terrorising her territory. This was going to stop… even if it meant she had to rip his throat out personally, and with her bare hands, [color=Plum]“Again..?!”[/color] Her free hand balling up into a fist at her side, Zoé all but ignored the pain of her claws cutting into her palms. She was done. This alpha was wreaking havoc- threatening their very way of life, and it was clear that if she left it too long without doing [i]something[/i], then it was going to be too late, [color=Plum]“Head to the area, I’ll meet you there- I’ll track your scent, I think I still have your jacket here from the last time you came over. Oh, and [i]do not[/i] leave your car until I get there; do you understand me, Leo..? There’s been enough loss without your leader losing another of her valued coven members.”[/color] Not bothering to give him a chance to respond, she lowered the phone, her thumb hitting the ‘end call’ button before her attention was turned over to the two boys, her features no longer carrying any semblance of the smile she had been wearing moments beforehand as she curled her fingers around her mobile tightly, [color=Plum]“You two aren’t to leave this house until further notice, do I make myself clear..? Lock the doors, and don’t let anyone in. Not until we get back.”[/color] Her head turning on a swivel, Zoé met her gaze with her brother’s, holding it as she threw her phone over in his direction, not even bothering to see if he caught it or not before she crossed over her body, her fingers curling so that she could take hold of the bottom of her top, lifting it up and off her body before she dropped it to the ground at her side, seeming to not even care about the fact that she had an audience as she moved to undo the button and zip on her jeans, her words now directed at her brother. [color=Plum]“..I need your help, Damien… there’s been another attack…”[/color]