Persephone slammed her drink to try and get her nerves to calm down. At this point she had grown a little buzzed. [color=00746b][i]"They are wolves of the dead. They have the power of a werewolf but the temper of the devil. They are deadly, even to me. And they are ruthless, some of the terrifying creatures that we hide from in the night."[/i][/color] At this point she said screw the mixed drink and opted for the bottle. Her cats have now left the comfort of the fire and have made their way to lay one in her lap, and the other next to her on the bar top. They were starting to get startled.