[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200427/480e9296e0139615383edbbe998f6ff1.png[/img][/center] [Color=7CAD58]Time:[/color] Sunset [Color=7CAD58]Location:[/color] Headed home [Color=7CAD58]Interaction:[/color] [@FunnyGuy] Alexander [Color=7CAD58]Mention:[/color] [Color=7CAD58]Vibes:[/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_VO79NapOM]”Cause it gets my blood boiling and I’m coming unglued.”[/url] [hr] Maeve could feel the chill in the air as Alexander expressed his displeasure of her medelings. She felt the smallest twinge of fear as she knew the monster Alexander could be, but as he seemed to threaten her that fear strangely washed away. He could be a monster, but so could she. She, too, had a dark history full of bloodshed and realized she could be just as dangerous. Where Alexander seemed to have a cold demeanor to him now, Maeve was the opposite. There was pure fire running through her now as she approached the gates of his little community. She wouldn’t let him go without a word of warning of her own. [color=7cad58]”And you would do well to remember who is the one who turns a blind eye when a witch goes missing. Who maintains the peace in the covens here and keeps a war of witches from descending on you and your community.”[/color] There was something dangerous hidden behind her eyes as she looked at him, but then she flashed a wicked grin of her own as he got out. [color=7cad58]”You have a lovely evening as well Mr. Drake.”[/color] And with that she sped off. She had to take a few deep breaths to calm herself as she drove away, realizing she’d come rather close to letting her temper get the best of her. If she’d been her younger self she may have taken his words as a challenge and done something incredibly stupid. She’d grown wiser in her age, however, and words often would be enough. While she’d always liked Alexander, she didn’t entirely agree with what he did. She wished she could do more to help those who were victims to him, but fear held her back. It wasn’t entirely fear for herself as she’d lived a long time and she knew one day something would do her in, but it was more fear of losing the things she loved. She feared what would come of a war against Alexander as she knew the losses would be heavy. Could she win a war against him? There was potential there, but was it worth the risk? That was a question Maeve had often asked herself and found herself questioning once more as she made her way home to her quiet and hidden house in the woods. [hr] [center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjE0Mi5lMjEyMmMuVTI5eWNtVnNJRXJEcEdkbGNnLCwuMgAA/lyric-poetry.regular.png[/img][/center] [Color=crimson]Time:[/color] Sunset [Color=crimson]Location:[/color] Art Exhibit at Ember Grove University [Color=crimson]Interactions:[/color] [@Ithradine] Volfango [@Milkman] Finn [Color=crimson]Mentions:[/color] [@masterducky] Remy [@Potter]Shay [@Helo]Elias [@FunnyGuy] Sean [@princess] Angel [hr] One of the vampires had been pulled off of Sorrel which helped relieve her a bit. There was still one she was struggling with, but she had enough control over the situation to glance at the wolf who was helping her. She heard his voice in her mind and couldn’t help but chuckle a little at him. [color=crimson]”Nor did I. Wasn’t what I had planned for the night, but I also couldn’t stand by and watch innocents get harmed.”[/color] She said back to him, her German accent still apparent even in the telepathic link. Suddenly there was a sharp noise that caused Sorrel to flinch and let out a snarl. Thankfully it also threw the vampire still on her off as well and Sorrel was able to recover fast enough to take advantage of it. She whipped around and grabbed hold of the vampire and began tearing his arms off. As she was doing this, another werewolf burst into the art exhibit and she could tell by his scent that it was Volfango. Something seemed a little off with him, however, and so she quickly dealt with the monster in front of her and bit into the vampire’s neck and shoulder area. It was a deep bite and while it didn’t immediately kill him, he would die eventually. He wouldn’t survive his bite and he was so out of it at this point she threw him aside. She then turned herself to face where Volfango was and she could see the feral look in his eyes as he let out a howl. It alarmed her and something about it made her wonder if he was much younger than she’d initially anticipated. [color=crimson]”I need to get him out of here. In fact we should all get out of here as I fear there’s another hunter on his way and I don’t want to take my chances with too many of them tonight. If you follow me I’ll do what I can to help you get out of here and back to your pack if you have one.”[/color] She told Finn as she glanced at him. She took a moment to glance at the others in the room and it wasn’t hard to recognize them all as human. One of the girls seemed to disappear as she looked in that direction and Sorrel knew the action well enough to know the girl was a witch. She would be long gone from there which Sorrel considered smart as the other three seemed to be hunters. She then moved quickly and shoved her way through to get to Volfango. She glanced up at him as he was a bit bigger than her and tried to assess his potential threat level. [color=crimson]”Volfango I need you to take a breath and get a hold of yourself. We need to get ourselves out of here. Now.”[/color] There was an authoritative tone to her voice as she spoke to him in his mind. She hoped that her presence as an alpha would be enough to help calm him a bit, but she also kept her stance at a ready in case she needed to do more than talk and put him in his place. She kept focused on the large wolf that was her date, but did spare a second to see if the other hunter was close by.