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Location: Ember Grove University - Art Exposition
Time: Sunset
Interacting with: [@Princess] Angel [@Tae] Sorrel
Mention:, [@masterducky] Remy [@Helo]Elias


For the second time this fight the young werewolf thought that he was done for for sure.  There was nothing in the world that could protect you from a silver bullet shot from a big ass .50 handgun. No amount of muscle nor magic would stop the force of such an attack. He already imagined his pelt on the floor of some fancy pants vampire’s penthouse. As a final memory to the fact that he failed to find and save his brother.

But as he reminisced about what was and what could be he noticed a flash of red from the corner of his eyes slam into the vampire and drawing his attention away from him. It didn’t startle the vampire much but non the less the red haired hunter made quick work of the man. Once again a redhead seemed to have saved his life. 

Quickly the big werewolf gave the huntress a thumbs up but he wasn’t sure if she even noticed his gesture of appreciation as the huntress seemed preoccupied with the witch. For a moment Finn listened to her rambling about sanguine moon. That must be the clan these vampires belonged to. It was only then that the young wolf realized that the witch girl closely resembled the girl on the painting that Maeve bought. His earlier remarks about the paintings were awfully close to the truth.

The crazy kid on his back seemed to have a great time, judging from her remarks. However when she finally jumped off Finn’s back the wolf noticed just what level of crazy the little girl really was. Playing with severed heads while shooting a way to big gun for her age and pretending to be some cowgirl at the same time. She was clearly on an previously unimaginable level of crazy. Did she belong to some hunter family? Or was she part of a large organization such as Operation Humanity. But whatever group she belonged to didn’t matter. It does not make it less messed up to have child soldiers. Even his father held his pack to higher standards,

Finn watched as the maniacal witch, redhead huntress, no more fedora man and crazy kid disposed of the last few vampires. He expected the chaos to calm down a bit now but the people were still running and screaming of monsters. For those humans it was hard to tell the difference between a human and a vampire after all. Regular humans just have such weak senses afterall. They simply did not seem to realize that there were no more monsters left. Except for that 6.5 feet big bloodied murder furry that Finn seemed to have forgotten about. 

As Finn was about to revert back to his human form a girl came flying through the window. A spectacular entrance for a stunning looking lady. However there was one detail that caught Finn’s eye, her glowing red eyes. She was a wolf, an Alpha wolf. How peculiar, it was uncommon to see female alpha wolves. However, if she was an Alpha wolf, maybe she knew his brother. Maybe she could tell what happened to Mike.

As 3 vampires chased her down, Finn watched how the women shifted into her wolf form. Her fur was beautiful, combining shades of silvery white and red-brown. She wasn’t as big as Finn but the women had a grace in her wolf form that was stunningly beautiful. All combined with fierce red eyes. Grace, beauty, power and ferocity, all in one package. Captivated by her sudden appearance, Finn joyously wagged his tail like an overexcited puppy as he observed the female wolf from a distance as she bit the head of the first vampire.

As the two other vampires jumped on her, Finn launched himself once more into action. [color=C0ABEF] “Hi, cool of you to join the party. Never knew the art scene was this rough.”[/color] Joked Finn telepathically to the other wolf as he jumped on one of the vampires, forcing him off the back of the female wolf and biting the blooksucker in his neck.