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“Nah at this point it’s a have to. I mean I want too as well, but I’m compelled to compliment and admire you all. Just as much as I’m compelled to brag about getting to know and have you all.” He’s very happy to be exchanging brief little kisses. Enjoying the small affections. “Understandable. Not relatable because I genuinely couldn’t care less about my sisters hooking up with people. Well maybe Zen because she was so little when brought home I sometimes think of her as more my child than sister. Luckily she’s probably ace so I will rarely have to deal with that.” At the very least they were on the same page of getting the other two together in as comical a way as possible. Which was a fantastic viewpoint to share. “Good. She feels very bad ruining people’s clothes. But in the heat of the moment she does it a lot. I feel like he’d probably be into her ruining his outfits like that.” There’s another chuckle on his lips at that.

He moved to hug her. Holding the demon close and stroking her hair. “You only do what you are comfortable with. Anything that’s too much, we will find a way to get you out of it. I promise.”

"Oh, I think I kind of get that. I mean, I don't know if it's the same but I do brag about you all the time to Silas. I think at this point he might even be tired of hearing me talk about you that much." The demoness let out a small laugh, giving the male yet another couple of kisses. "Well it doesn't need to be relatable, as long as it's understandable. I don't really care who my brother hooks up with but I don't need to know all the details about it either." Sky pursed her lips a little, absently nodding to the wolf's statement about the clothes. "Well you can already let Mel know that she doesn't need to feel bad about it. I mean, at least not with Silas. You and me both, I do think he'd be into that. I mean, who wouldn't be actually. It's kinda hot." She laughed at her own words.

She leaned a bit more into the hug, welcoming the comfortable warmth of his embrace. "I can get out whenever I want to, if I want to. I just wanted to give it a shot but I just don't know if that's still a me thing."

"If it were anyone else, maybe. But it would be impossible for Silas to ever get tired hearing about moi. He is too delighted by such theatrics and personality." It's definitely an exaggeration. But maybe not a particularly large one. After all, he was an exception to just about everything when it came to the demon. "That is where we differ, but don't you worry. I will keep my prying questions to myself when you are around. But when you aren't I do have a long list of things that need answering. And I am probably way too excited that Mel is finally gonna be able to answer some for me." There's another laugh as that list runs through his mind. Though quickly putting his attention back to the wonderful woman at his side. "Oh it is amazingly hot. But you do gotta be a little mindful. In the moment everyone's a fan. An hour after post orgasm bliss and you realize your favorite irreplaceable shirt is now just a bunch of rags. Which I have never really dealt with. Mel lost some precious cloths that way and she was a little devastated. So she'd naturally feel a lot of empathy and guilt about putting someone else through that. Then again as long as he makes it clear afterwards he enjoyed the experience more than he cared for the clothes...well I should probably add that as a note to tell him about her."

"Whatever you want to do. Personally, I think it might be a part of you still. But not really a big enough piece to make it something you like. But even if I am wrong, I'm ok as long as you are happy." Another stolen kiss off those lips he couldn't get enough of.

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"Honestly even I don't have much experience when it comes to the whole Heaven and Hell inhabitants thing. I mean I probably have a weird amount of experience compared to many, but I'm still very much out of my depth on most things." She'd known several demons and angels. Different kinds with different origins. Heck she'd even been roommates with Lucifer at one point. But there was still so much to that side of life she hadn't been able to grasp.

"Small genuine circles are worth ten times as much as the largest unbonded grouping." Jinae seemed to finally be understanding what the wolves had been after. Opening herself up to hope and bonds, and smart enough to do it on a very case by case basis. "Not strange at all. Its a...well honestly thats a stereotypical human thought. You don't mean to, but a part of your mind equates humanity towards higher level thinking. Us beasts can be forgiven because sometimes we don't know better. Or we have a monstrous aspect that is just a part of us naturally. Humans aren't supposed to have that, so therefore they less deserving of forgiveness." She wrapped her in a protective hug. As if it were possible to shield her from the world. “No. Not on this. Id endure those things a thousand times to keep the rest of you safe. Especially you. I know you are tough and tenacious. But you are human. That makes you a bit more fragile. There were times the only reason I survived was because my body was designed to heal fast and tolerate a lot of pain. I don't want you ever having to go through something like that." Especially since there would be serious chances Jinae wouldn't survival the ordeal.

"While that may be true, and I don't doubt your words, you still have more experience with it than I do. The most experience I have is, well with you guys and vampires. Nothing from Heaven and Hell." She let out a small chuckle. In a way it was slightly amusing to her, most people would be weirded out by such conversations. So it made Jinae more than relieved and thankful that she could have those with her.

"I know, you're absolutely right about that. And that's what I've been learning recently." She smiled at Mel. Glad that she was supportive in every way and not judgemental like most people around her would be. Instead she offered the most wonderful advice and listened to whatever nonsense could spill from her. "I suppose when you put it like that, it makes more sense. But on the other hand, if I'm able to forgive beasts for their monstous aspect, shouldn't I be able to do the same with humans?" Jinae couldn't help but to smile at the protective hug, leaning into the embrace a little more. She knew Mel was right about what she said. Compared to her, Jinae wouldn't last very long with such a thing. "I know but still... I can't change my mind about wanting to keeping you all safe, just like you want that for others. Even if I'm very well aware that I as a mere human couldn't do much about it. It's still how I feel though and I wouldn't change it."

"Technically still worlds above most humans. Even those that interact with the supernatural often have no idea they have done so. Its part of the whole separation of worlds thing. We cant just blab about what we are to everyone. Things tend to end poorly when we do." Though there was a smile on her lips, there was a tinge of sadness in her gaze. All too familiar with what happened if the wrong person learned something.

“Not really. Think of it this way. Would you condemn a lion for killing? No. Because it’s a baser animal. It’s instinct is to hunt and kill. To protect its territory and eat. I’m guessing if someone killed to protect themselves you wouldn’t condemn them either. But betraying for money. Power. Taking advantage because they don’t have empathy? Those aren’t a beast trying to live its life. Those are bastards who could have made a better choice but instead opted into suffering. To you, monsters are like lions. We hunt and protect our territory. We do things as animals. So when our actions are bad, they have a more forgiving light.”

That hug might have gotten just a bit tighter. "I understand exactly what you mean. Just...Just as long as you can understand there are some situations where I need you to be protected. That I might be in harm's way and while it is terrible, its still better for both of us that I am in that position. My mind and body have healed from many many things. But my heart takes a much longer time to heal. And it never fully recovers. So you stay safe...for me please."

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"You probably do. Kindred spirits my friend. Kindred spirits." The wolf chuckled. This whole thing was going just as expected. Better than expected really. The whole pack amused by the deep stare down until Saint had to reluctantly shuffle them all away. Chuckling again at the little protests. Throwing one last line at the demon. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Offered with a grin and a wink before they all disappeared. Leaving the two alone.

She's pleased that he's taken up her suggestion. The forest always calmed her spirits. Even with such nerves fluttering in her stomach. With a shy smile she took the outstretched hand. "Are we gonna do the teleporting thing? Because if so...." Her shyness abates just enough she manages to move close and throw her arm around him. Hiding her face against him. "It makes me kinda dizzy if I don't hold tight." A soft admittance before she clings a bit to him.

"Ah yes, exactly that." Silas nodded, an amused smile gracing his lips. Of course he could have expected the wolf to throw in one last comment, especially one like that. The demon refrained from rolling his eyes and merely stared at Saint with a playful glare. "You know, I'll take that as me probably doing exactly what you'd do." He spoke casually, returning the grin. As soon as everyone was out of sight, his full attention went right back to the woman in front of him.

Silas could tell she was pleased, which in turn made him pleased as well. Her suggestion was more than perfect in his opinion. The shy smile that appeared made him smirk, almost. There was something awfully attractive about it, yet he wouldn't speak those thoughts aloud. However, the fact that she had moved closer and threw her arm around him did make him smirk. But he figured it was alright since she had hidden her face. Holding her securely, he leaned his head down a little as he spoke. "I don't mind if you hold on tight, I prefer it, actually." Silas let out a soft chuckle and pressed a kiss to the top of her head in a comforting manner, to distract her when he teleported them to the forest. Once they got there, he didn't let go of her of just yet. Partly to make sure she was ok but also for his own selfish reasons because he wanted to. "Are you feeling alright?"

"Oh I am hoping for it." The suggestive tone would be impossible to miss. As would be that last wink that just had to be thrown out. He was really looking forward to the stories he would be told later on.

There's a moment the wolf loses her focus. The way she was clinging tight and mentally preparing for the brief journey to come. When he offered that gentle kiss. An intimate yet familial affection that always made her heart flutter. Eyes widening as her group loosened for a fraction of a second. And then she felt that familiar cold of the magic starting. Her hold back to it's iron grip. Holding tight for the moment as they shifted from one space to the other. He didn't let her go when they arrived. Neither did she. Feeling comfort in his arms. Safe. Still hiding, she gave a nod. Without thinking she repeated a line from before. "You still smell really good." This time, though there was still a hidden blush on her cheeks, she didn't regret the words.

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"It is. This pack, the rumors surrounding them are worrisome. Talks of heavy infighting. Battles raging in surrounding areas. Its outside the usual territory so they are not competing with us. Not infringing on our space. But these rumors....the reports I keep hearing don't sound like an army pack having its usual power struggles. It sounds like some outside creature is attacking this particular pack. I need to investigate."

He truly hated having to drag Rene into all of this. The vampire liked to be aloof from the world. Partaking in it only on his own terms. There is a soft sigh on his lips. Moving to wrap his arms around the other's torso. "I apologize agra. It is not wrong of you to dream of a pleasant quiet life. But the sad reality is that this is one wish I couldn't grant you. I am the pack elder. It's guardian. I am responsible for using my strength to keep them safe."

He nuzzled against the other's hair. Pressing a gentle kiss to the side of his head. "I can go alone. Let you relax here and then return after I've investigated. But I would rather have your company. It helps ground me but...well if I can't grant you a life of quiet leisure, I at least want to grant you as much time with me as possible."

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There’s perhaps a moment where Itsuki watches how the vampire reacts. The way he holds the tiny form so gently. A bit awkward but enough to sooth the little one. It was a nice reprieve from the surrounding horrors. Both outside and seeping into his mind. A mountain of emotions to process. All ebbing and flowing as they vied for a dominant spot. Fear of a creature that wrought such damage. Able to take down a pack. A small one comprised of mostly young wolves, but still it managed to best them with all without much obvious damage. Sorrow at the lives now gone, and a young pup left all alone in the world. Anger at the monstrosity that desecrated this area. He forced himself to focus. To lock away every trace of what burdened his heart. Everything but that anger. Now was not the time to mourn. It was a time for battle. And he would need the power such rage would provide.

While Rene tended their new ward, he furthered his investigation. Eyes locking on something on the ground nearby. A shadow darker than the rest. He moved towards it. Scooping up the object to properly examine. A sleek black feather. Large and smooth. It felt like silk. With tinges of sparkling red when the moonlight hit it right. As if someone had sprinkled ruby powder on it. Memories from so long ago emerged. A soft voice in the back of his mind. Guiding him to the answers being sought. His own voice low as he answered. “Exterminate.”

His attention is shifting through so many things. The present situation, their surroundings, the ones that had been lost to this creature, and then he catches that look. No accusation or malice. Simply a thoughtful gleam in the eye as something processed. He could hazard a guess. "Agra, if you are worried..." His gaze flickered to the tiny form. Voice soft as he took a moment to pet the little one's hair in much the same manner as the vampire. "I've told you before, wolf blood always wins. There will be some piece. Some quirk that shall emerge. But at his very core he's a wolf."

There is still so much to figure out. Only able to offer those few brief moments before he had to go back towards investigation. Perhaps there was a piece of him that had an urge to scoff. He's sure the mother would have wanted to live, or to have one of her pack live to see to the pup. But, like many times, Rene was right. The ultimate goal had been to ensure her young's survival. They'd managed to get to that place. He offered a nod of acceptance. And then another question was tossed in his face.

"These creatures, they don't have strong sense of smell. Barely better than a human's. They have great sight and ears. But that doesn't do much in a place like this. There's a small stream nearby. A dozen birds' nests in the surrounding trees. Sounds of a tiny heart and breaths would be lost under everything else. The roots made a perfect cave. I only knew he was there because I started to pick up his scent. The thing would have been searching. Probably didn't know what packmate had taken the pup last. A stroke of luck, but it won't last." He readily agrees that this place was far too open. In the forest, massive wings would hinder it. But in this clear path, the monster would have advantage. He guided them towards the safety of the tree line. Wracking his brain to try and figure out what came next. Remember any weaknesses he had been taught. "Whatever you do Agra, please don't let him out of your sight. He has no one in this world now, we must protect him." In the distance he finally heard what he was expecting. Wind shifting as wings beat at the air. A strong sound, so either many wings or a single large set. Already plans formed. They would stay in the trees. Lure the creature where the wolf was advantaged. Louder beats and he moved towards the sound. Pausing to spare a glance back and whisper. "And stay in the forest. He can't fly at you as long as the trees protect the air. I need to take him by surprise. If we get lucky I can tear a wing off before he knows what happened." With that he moves quickly to the other side of the path. Near the bodies. Hidden by the large close together trunks. Watching the night sky as a tiny dot began to grow larger. Fangs and claws extended.

"It is. This pack, the rumors surrounding them are worrisome. Talks of heavy infighting. Battles raging in surrounding areas. Its outside the usual territory so they are not competing with us. Not infringing on our space. But these rumors....the reports I keep hearing don't sound like an army pack having its usual power struggles. It sounds like some outside creature is attacking this particular pack. I need to investigate."

He truly hated having to drag Rene into all of this. The vampire liked to be aloof from the world. Partaking in it only on his own terms. There is a soft sigh on his lips. Moving to wrap his arms around the other's torso. "I apologize agra. It is not wrong of you to dream of a pleasant quiet life. But the sad reality is that this is one wish I couldn't grant you. I am the pack elder. It's guardian. I am responsible for using my strength to keep them safe."

He nuzzled against the other's hair. Pressing a gentle kiss to the side of his head. "I can go alone. Let you relax here and then return after I've investigated. But I would rather have your company. It helps ground me but...well if I can't grant you a life of quiet leisure, I at least want to grant you as much time with me as possible."

René's arms are a little awkward but not un-supportive as they take the child. He hadn't really held any children until meeting the brood of Itsuki's pack and though it was infrequent that he did, he had. So as long arms reach out to take the weight of the child, hr brings him quickly to his chest and is surprised to feel him melt against him so quickly and with such unhappy emotion. For a little thing, so young, he had so much pain. Feeling him, connecting with him skin to skin as wet cheeks press into his throat and his tiny body wracks with breathy sobs, the vampire could feel his pain and is quite taken aback by it. "There.." he coos softly, quite uncharacteristically, and runs a hand over his hair slowly. These things didn't come naturally to him but they felt... instinctive.

René's eyes lift to the wolf as he moves back to them again, his dark brows furrowing as he watches Itsuki's actions before the Russian meets his ears and his head tilts. Steadily, his brain processes. Black gaze darting back to the dead wolves behind them, before they draw back to his mate to reply, again in Russian. "To exterminate? Or to collect?" He asks softly. Was the child's father looking to destroy it's offspring? Or take it.. by any means necessary.

"Not a wolf" he says surely with a shake of his head because not even Itsuki could destroy a pack and many would struggle to take down three adult wolves, with such little mess left behind that wasn't theirs. "Whoever was looking for this child has destroyed anyone who knew of his existence..." he murmurs softly and his eyes shift from the child's shoulder to Itsuki again. The pack they'd thought had been at war with another, killed, now this? By one single creature?

The only two advantages they had were Itsuki himself, and René's brain. They wouldn't be taken by surprise and the vampire knew by research how to kill most things.

There’s perhaps a moment where Itsuki watches how the vampire reacts. The way he holds the tiny form so gently. A bit awkward but enough to sooth the little one. It was a nice reprieve from the surrounding horrors. Both outside and seeping into his mind. A mountain of emotions to process. All ebbing and flowing as they vied for a dominant spot. Fear of a creature that wrought such damage. Able to take down a pack. A small one comprised of mostly young wolves, but still it managed to best them with all without much obvious damage. Sorrow at the lives now gone, and a young pup left all alone in the world. Anger at the monstrosity that desecrated this area. He forced himself to focus. To lock away every trace of what burdened his heart. Everything but that anger. Now was not the time to mourn. It was a time for battle. And he would need the power such rage would provide.

While Rene tended their new ward, he furthered his investigation. Eyes locking on something on the ground nearby. A shadow darker than the rest. He moved towards it. Scooping up the object to properly examine. A sleek black feather. Large and smooth. It felt like silk. With tinges of sparkling red when the moonlight hit it right. As if someone had sprinkled ruby powder on it. Memories from so long ago emerged. A soft voice in the back of his mind. Guiding him to the answers being sought. His own voice low as he answered. "Exterminate."

"It is. This pack, the rumors surrounding them are worrisome. Talks of heavy infighting. Battles raging in surrounding areas. Its outside the usual territory so they are not competing with us. Not infringing on our space. But these rumors....the reports I keep hearing don't sound like an army pack having its usual power struggles. It sounds like some outside creature is attacking this particular pack. I need to investigate."

He truly hated having to drag Rene into all of this. The vampire liked to be aloof from the world. Partaking in it only on his own terms. There is a soft sigh on his lips. Moving to wrap his arms around the other's torso. "I apologize agra. It is not wrong of you to dream of a pleasant quiet life. But the sad reality is that this is one wish I couldn't grant you. I am the pack elder. It's guardian. I am responsible for using my strength to keep them safe."

He nuzzled against the other's hair. Pressing a gentle kiss to the side of his head. "I can go alone. Let you relax here and then return after I've investigated. But I would rather have your company. It helps ground me but...well if I can't grant you a life of quiet leisure, I at least want to grant you as much time with me as possible."

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In ordinary circumstances Itsuki would have been delighted to banter back. To tease his lover over the complaints. Perhaps even offer a small something to help ease the irritable mood. But this situation was far from ordinary. Other wolves skirting their turf. Packs fighting or infighting about territories and potential partners. Even typical predators lurking about. Those he would have been fine with. Would have simply presented himself to mediate or intimidate most creatures foolish enough to lurk here. Simple fixes to simple problems. That would not be what he was facing here. That scent burned his nose. Triggering alarm bells deep in his mind. Instincts blaring that something was very amiss. He doesn’t even catch the other’s words. So focused on the scents that linger on the bark. Drawn out only when something worse flitters by on the wind. More blood. More wolves.

His head twists in the direction. On silent feet he crosses the shadows. Careful to note that Rene was following. The scent on the wind was fresher than what was spilled on the trees. But that dark undertone was still very feint. Unlikely the owner would be on the other side of the tree line. But he didn’t want to take chances. Such care as they stalked through the forest. Careful observations to ensure nothing would surprise them, and then he was stepping out of the trees. A small dirt trail that separated tree lines. Patches of damp earth surrounding three fallen bodies. It was with a heavy heart he investigated. Three of his kind. Two males, both around maybe Saint’s age. His heart completely dropping at the third body. Female. Younger than his little Mel. They’d been fighting. Trying to protect each other. Trying to….protect something. A trio could have posed back to back. Kept eyes on all sides. Against a stronger predator that still might not be enough, but it would give them a better chance. Instead, it looked as if they were trying to keep whatever was there in a certain area. His breath caught in his throat. This scene. It was like when he’d discovered his mate had been butchered. Evidence of fighting surrounding a mangled corpse.

Buried memories resurfaced. They stung badly, but their presence was not unwelcome. They were not tormenting him. They were helping. Why did these ones not utilize the best tactics? Why did they not flee? Something had stopped it. The wind shifted. A light breeze tickling his skin as it carried his scent away. An ancient wolf’s scent. A protector. A caretaker. Mere moments later, the sound reached his ears. Whimpering sobs. He rushed to the noise. A tangle of large roots that made a shallow cave. With the softest voice he coaxed the little shadow to move forward. A pup wandering out with shaky legs. Very young. A toddler. His cheeks covered in dirt and dried tears. With no hesitation, Itsuki picked him up. Cradled the little one against his chest. Whispering soothing words as the tiny form began crying in earnest. Sobbing against the ancient. Itsuki’s gaze shifted to look at Rene. “Agra….Something is hunting him. We can’t leave him unprotected.”

René's eyes roam the dark treeline around them as they had stopped in the clearing a little way away. He could sense that Itsuki was distracted by the scene they had happened upon. It smelt like wolves, blood and death. Yet there was still something here keeping him on edge, so for the moment, he keeps an eye out. Slowly he moves further into the clearing, his eyes lowering to the dead bodies at his feet once he reaches them, his head slowly tilting. He too had made the connection that this was a very strange scene indeed. These three should have been able to defend themselves, so for something to take all three out and so swiftly... this only worsened his worry.

“Itsuki...” he voices his worry as the wolf had moved away from him. He did not like being here, this place felt unnatural and dangerous. They should leave. Whoever they had been hoping to save was now dead, they should not linger. It it only as he hears his mate step out of the bushes again that he looks over and his eyes widen in alarm seeing the alpha holding... a child! René looks back at them in alarm for a moment before his head quickly snaps around, because they were not alone. Whatever was hunting him, still was.

“... and you are the biggest threat” he says quickly because if this enemy took out these adult wolves, then it would aim to take out Itsuki first, as he posed the biggest threat. Currently, he had his arms full. “Give me the child” he snaps and turns back, swiftly moving over on long legs. René has no real experience with children, nor did he particularly want any. He was good enough with Itsuki’s family but it still remained polite distances and maybe a head pat here and there. They were good enough to know they could not climb all over him as they did the other adults. The vampire’s reserved way of giving attention seemed to please them, as if they had earnt it, but right now there was no choice.

There's a protective urge welling in his chest. A need to care for this tiny pup. So obviously alone in the world. Gently patting his back. Offering soothing rocking motions. Rene's words prompt a momentary flash of surprise. His agra wasn't wrong. While not a weakling, the vampire was nowhere near the same level of fighter as himself. His movements are slow. Speaking softly as he hands the pup over. Telling him this was a friend. One to care for him. There is an instinctual reaction against vampires. Evidenced by the way tiny shoulders tensed at the scent. But it was an instinct that could be overwrought. The tiny pup looking to his new protector. Listening to those reassurances. As soon as he was in the vampire's arms, he clung to him. Hiding his face as further little sobs hit.

With the pup safe in other arms, Itsuki's attention shifted to the area again. Noting everything he could. Parsing out the myriad of scents in the air. The female and one of the males were born wolves. The other bitten, but his line of the same toxin. These were kin. Her scent was on the little one found. The mother. But.....there was something he couldn't get over. That dark scent was feint. But it was coming in two different waves. One was a pure but old strain. Present in the environment but fading. The other.....his head turned back towards the vampire. Moving closer, he leaned in to sniff at the pup. Eyes widening at the realization. He was an idiot. In a home of so many hybrids, he should have recognized that immediately. He switched to speak in Russian. For some reason feeling it wrong to say it in a way the little one would understand. "Agra, the creature that hunted them. It's the little one's father."

There’s an obvious note of surprise. “I know of demon inhabitants. But nope never heard of one part being an angel. Usually an angel and demon mix is just a fallen angel.”

She gives a smile and offers the other a gentle hand squeeze. “Sweetie no one is fond being around everyone. Even I don’t like everyone. And if I don’t get after Saint for being picky about company, I’m not going to mind you being like that too.” Her own smile fell. “It’s not strange. You’ve encountered nice but also cruel people. So far you’ve only encountered nice creatures. I’m glad and I hope it remains like that. Because they can be just as bad as humans.” A dark look flashed across her face as memories fought to push forward. All the times she’s experienced the worst parts of the supernatural. Thinking some of the worst things, she grabbed the other in a big. “I really hope you never see the bad parts.”

"It's a strange thing, I also thought it was like a fallen angel kind of thing, but it's not. Then again, I don't have that much experience with most kind of supernatural things. Just the vampires and werewolves." She let out a small chuckle.

"Well yes, I know no one is fond of being around literally everyone. And trust me, that's also not what I'm looking to be like. Even though I'm willing to get out more, I'm still very much inclined to keep the circle small, as small as possible, preferably." Jinae pursed her lips slightly, giving a small nod. "I know. But even if I know that they can be just as bad as humans, or even worse at times, I find it easier to forgive them for their actions. Tell me that isn't strange. That I find it more acceptable for a supernatural to be horrible rather than a human." She made a face for a brief moment yet her features softened after she noticed the dark look flash across her friend's face. "I know you have more experience in that, and I am truly sorry for that. So honestly, I'd rather witness the bad parts as opposed to others having to."

"Honestly even I don't have much experience when it comes to the whole Heaven and Hell inhabitants thing. I mean I probably have a weird amount of experience compared to many, but I'm still very much out of my depth on most things." She'd known several demons and angels. Different kinds with different origins. Heck she'd even been roommates with Lucifer at one point. But there was still so much to that side of life she hadn't been able to grasp.

"Small genuine circles are worth ten times as much as the largest unbonded grouping." Jinae seemed to finally be understanding what the wolves had been after. Opening herself up to hope and bonds, and smart enough to do it on a very case by case basis. "Not strange at all. Its a...well honestly thats a stereotypical human thought. You don't mean to, but a part of your mind equates humanity towards higher level thinking. Us beasts can be forgiven because sometimes we don't know better. Or we have a monstrous aspect that is just a part of us naturally. Humans aren't supposed to have that, so therefore they less deserving of forgiveness." She wrapped her in a protective hug. As if it were possible to shield her from the world. “No. Not on this. Id endure those things a thousand times to keep the rest of you safe. Especially you. I know you are tough and tenacious. But you are human. That makes you a bit more fragile. There were times the only reason I survived was because my body was designed to heal fast and tolerate a lot of pain. I don't want you ever having to go through something like that." Especially since there would be serious chances Jinae wouldn't survival the ordeal.

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The wolf brightened very much at this whole vein of conversation. The little ones would love getting to hang out with her, and Ritz in particular would love learning more about that part of the supernatural. "I'm not worried about the angels part. I have a friend that knows a lot about them and he shows up and lives with us at random times." She really did need to learn proper summoning techniques. There might come a day they needed help and she didn't want to do it in such a way it harmed them. "So simply call your true name while thinking of you? Wait why does my not being human mean I don't need to make a sacrifice?"

Sky was quite happy to see the wolf's brightened demeanor. Not just because Mel seemed happy that she was very willing to comply with the questioning but also because the demoness had become fond of seeing the woman with a happy expression. "That's a relief, because while I might be abl to shed some light on the angels aspect, I'm much more accustomed with my own kind." She let out a chuckle, tilting her head at the question. "Well for starters, you wouldn't summon me for a favor. Typically when humans summon us, it's so that we do some dirty work for them. That requires payment, we don't work for free." Sky pursed her lips a little. "And well, second, you're my friend, so I most definitely wouldn't accept you making a sacrifice."

"Honestly I'm just going to be super delighted with any information you can provide. My pup is even more inquisitive than I was and its becoming a bit of a worry if we will run out of things to teach her." There's a chuckle on her lips. That worry wasn't too pressing. After all there were several ancients in their circle with countless volumes of knowledge tucked away in their brains. But having another teacher was always nice. There's definitely some thought needed to work through why she would be exempted from offering a sacrifice. "Oh so its not that you need a sacrifice for a successful summons, you just want upfront payment for a job. And if I were to call upon you guys its a favor for a friend rather than a job."

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“Oh I will.” She has a very bright smile on her lips. Very determined to see this through. With a bit of plans already formulated, her attention shifted elsewhere. Or rather specifically to the company she was in. “So, I kind of get the impression that this isn’t exactly your area. I mean you were born somewhere completely different. Or when you were born was so far in the past it’s technically not your own turf anymore. I’m kind of thinking maybe a couple hundred years or more.”

'you are still keen to figure me out, I can see that,' he laughed. 'in this century, even humans no longer require something they call home. some might spend a year there and another somewhere else, I like to think of it that way. however, I am not that old as that my place wouldn't exist anymore,' he laughed. bohyuk always felt as beings so old, that there was no trace left of their origins, and often preferred staying out of the spotlights of the world. of course, there were exceptions. 'work requires me to move on occasions,' he added with a hum. it was hard to really tell how often, he usually just went ahead with it not worrying too much but then, it likely got a habit over the centuries and he also was used to being on the move a lot even during his human years.

"Sorry, curious nature here. Really hard to shut off." At least he's laughing about it. Amused by her questioning. "Hmm. That makes me wonder what is the more normal side? Some humans are nomads by nature and won't claim any home. Other's settle in spaces for generations. The same with creatures. He only vaguely remembers the place, but my dad still claims his birthplace as his original home. Over a thousand years and it still holds importance to him. A friend I had is even older. He wanders the world, but this is one of the first places he settled. Created a found family. No matter how far he wanders, he eventually comes back here. In their instances, I guess its more an origin thing. Something that draws them back. With you, I don't really sense this as being your home home. Like even if this is where you are from, it's not a place you have an attachment to. So a creature that wanders by nature. Or your personality just doesn't have the whole settling down part to it. Makes it a little harder to get a read on you."

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“It’s because you know this household almost as well as you know me. I mean who do you think gave the pups this need to be so theatric?” He had that all too familiar grin on his lips. The beta just as invested as the pups when the she wolf was walked out. The little ones caught how long he stared. Beaming at such an obvious sign they did their jobs very well. Saint caught just how deep that look was.

There might be a blush on her cheeks. It had been so easy to be calm and happy. Amused by the whole set up. But now she had his eyes on her. A gaze so intense it felt as if he were searching through her soul. Or as Saint liked to joke, trying to see underneath her clothes. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Feeling a little shyer. The little pups bursting out in cheers at the compliment.

“Ok I think mama mel and uncle Silas need to be heading out. And somebody promised you guys a movie night.” Another round of cheers as Saint gathered up the pups with the help of the older ones. Each one getting a kiss from Mel and waving towards Silas. Except one of the younger boys. The toddler looking at Silas and sticking out his tongue. Saying something to Mel in Gaelic before little Calli was guiding him away with the rest.

And then they were alone. The she wolf offering a bashful smile. “I’m really glad you decided to come. I was hoping we could spend more time together.” Her gaze dropped to the floor. “If you have anything you want to do I’m happy to join. But if you are ok with it, I was thinking we could go for a walk in the forest and explore….and then maybe go back to your house to hang out a little.” The blush on her cheeks got so much worse as those last words slipped out.

"True, I'm starting to think I know this household more than I know my own. Oh I'll bet my left hand that it was you." Silas smirked and reached out to give Saint a gentle pat on the shoulder. He was more than aware that the wolf was equally as invested in this whole thing. The demon realized that he was staring but he did nothing to stop it either.

The fact that Mel suddenly seemed a little more shy than moments before, only made him stare at her even more. There were so many thing at once that the demon was intrigued by, his eyes following her every movement as if he was captivated and couldn't bring himself to look away.

Saint's voice made him finally avert his gaze and he watched the man gather the pups, returning the waves with an absent smile etched upon his lips. There was a small chuckle leaving him when he noticed the toddler sticking out his tongue at him, he took no offense to it. Found it more amusing, if nothing else.

His gaze went back to the she wolf once they were alone, walking over towards her before holding out his hand towards her. "I'm glad I decided to come as well. You really do look stunning. Not that you don't always look stunning, but today you look even more beautiful. I honestly can't think of any better way to spend my time." Silas couldn't hide the smile as he watched her cheeks heat up even more at her own suggestion. "That sounds like a lovely idea to me, Mel. I'm all for it. Shall we go?"

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"You probably do. Kindred spirits my friend. Kindred spirits." The wolf chuckled. This whole thing was going just as expected. Better than expected really. The whole pack amused by the deep stare down until Saint had to reluctantly shuffle them all away. Chuckling again at the little protests. Throwing one last line at the demon. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Offered with a grin and a wink before they all disappeared. Leaving the two alone.

She's pleased that he's taken up her suggestion. The forest always calmed her spirits. Even with such nerves fluttering in her stomach. With a shy smile she took the outstretched hand. "Are we gonna do the teleporting thing? Because if so...." Her shyness abates just enough she manages to move close and throw her arm around him. Hiding her face against him. "It makes me kinda dizzy if I don't hold tight." A soft admittance before she clings a bit to him.

"It is. This pack, the rumors surrounding them are worrisome. Talks of heavy infighting. Battles raging in surrounding areas. Its outside the usual territory so they are not competing with us. Not infringing on our space. But these rumors....the reports I keep hearing don't sound like an army pack having its usual power struggles. It sounds like some outside creature is attacking this particular pack. I need to investigate."

He truly hated having to drag Rene into all of this. The vampire liked to be aloof from the world. Partaking in it only on his own terms. There is a soft sigh on his lips. Moving to wrap his arms around the other's torso. "I apologize agra. It is not wrong of you to dream of a pleasant quiet life. But the sad reality is that this is one wish I couldn't grant you. I am the pack elder. It's guardian. I am responsible for using my strength to keep them safe."

He nuzzled against the other's hair. Pressing a gentle kiss to the side of his head. "I can go alone. Let you relax here and then return after I've investigated. But I would rather have your company. It helps ground me but...well if I can't grant you a life of quiet leisure, I at least want to grant you as much time with me as possible."

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“None at all really.” There’s perhaps a teasing lilt to his tone. Not to obvious. Subtle, like the smile he can just catch on those always enticing lips of the vampire. “Yes I can get turned around very easily in the woods.” He’s happy to lean in as well. Enjoy that point of connection. Such a subtle sign of affection. “I know it is not the same, but I do hope you take some heart in the knowledge my grandpups look to you as another grandfather. It may not be typical, or even what you really wanted, but they very much adore their grandpa rene.” There’s no teasing this time. Instead offering a moment of sympathy and hopefully a trace of comfort. There were no viable options even distantly on the horizon for Rene to turn. And even if there were potentials, him being so enmeshed in a pack of wolves would complicate it into a nightmare. He often felt bad about that. So often his agra had to leave every possible comfort zone. His life dictated not by his own preferences, but by the needs of the ancient wolf and his pack.

He tilted a little to steal a kiss. “You are perfect Agra.” He whispered the words. Offering this gentle moment before they had to set off. The trek was long. Passing through rows of large houses. Twisting through parts of the city before finding their way into the woods. Venturing deeper into the shadows as the searched for the area they would need to investigate. He navigated by memory and scent. Occasionally catching a trace of something that gave him pause. It was familiar, yet not. Prompting a trace of dread like the night they had hunted the blood crazed vampire together. But the scent was not of vampiric origins. No it was somehow darker. At one point he stopped beside an ancient trunk. Sniffing at the bark. Just catching the small blood splashes decorating the surface. Wolf like him and that dark entity.

Despite being a creature of the night, spending his evening in a cold, dark forest was not René's idea of a fun time. He follows dutifully in Itsuki's shadow, eyes glancing around the shadowy tree line, his sharp, nocturnal gaze able to pick up even the smallest amount of detail or subtle movement. However what had happened here had happened some time ago. All that was left now was the damp cold and the scent of death. “I knew I should have insisted on love making before we left for this excursion...” the vampire snips, in an irritable mood. There were many things he would rather be doing this evening and most of them included Itsuki naked... not trailing after him like he was a scent hound.

“Whatever happened here seems to have concluded, may we not return home and try to salvage some of our evening?” He sighs because even though he was Itsuki’s partner and followed him wherever the wind may take him, that didn’t mean he would do so without some complaining.

Glancing over towards his lover, René catches the sight of him sniffing a tree, indeed like a scent hound, and it has one of his finely shaped, dark eyebrows arching high into his hairline. “Sometimes I enjoy your animal side, my love, other times...” he trails off with a shake of his head, what was the man going to do next? Urinate up it? It is then, however, that he catches it. The faint, wafting scent of blood. Lifting his own chin, his head turns and he glances ahead of them into the treeline. This smelt almost... fresh.

In ordinary circumstances Itsuki would have been delighted to banter back. To tease his lover over the complaints. Perhaps even offer a small something to help ease the irritable mood. But this situation was far from ordinary. Other wolves skirting their turf. Packs fighting or infighting about territories and potential partners. Even typical predators lurking about. Those he would have been fine with. Would have simply presented himself to mediate or intimidate most creatures foolish enough to lurk here. Simple fixes to simple problems. That would not be what he was facing here. That scent burned his nose. Triggering alarm bells deep in his mind. Instincts blaring that something was very amiss. He doesn't even catch the other's words. So focused on the scents that linger on the bark. Drawn out only when something worse flitters by on the wind. More blood. More wolves.

His head twists in the direction. On silent feet he crosses the shadows. Careful to note that Rene was following. The scent on the wind was fresher than what was spilled on the trees. But that dark undertone was still very feint. Unlikely the owner would be on the other side of the tree line. But he didn't want to take chances. Such care as they stalked through the forest. Careful observations to ensure nothing would surprise them, and then he was stepping out of the trees. A small dirt trail that separated tree lines. Patches of damp earth surrounding three fallen bodies. It was with a heavy heart he investigated. Three of his kind. Two males, both around maybe Saint's age. His heart completely dropping at the third body. Female. Younger than his little Mel. They'd been fighting. Trying to protect each other. Trying to....protect something. A trio could have posed back to back. Kept eyes on all sides. Against a stronger predator that still might not be enough, but it would give them a better chance. Instead, it looked as if they were trying to keep whatever was there in a certain area. His breath caught in his throat. This scene. It was like when he'd discovered his mate had been butchered. Evidence of fighting surrounding a mangled corpse.

Buried memories resurfaced. They stung badly, but their presence was not unwelcome. They were not tormenting him. They were helping. Why did these ones not utilize the best tactics? Why did they not flee? Something had stopped it. The wind shifted. A light breeze tickling his skin as it carried his scent away. An ancient wolf's scent. A protector. A caretaker. Mere moments later, the sound reached his ears. Whimpering sobs. He rushed to the noise. A tangle of large roots that made a shallow cave. With the softest voice he coaxed the little shadow to move forward. A pup wandering out with shaky legs. Very young. A toddler. His cheeks covered in dirt and dried tears. With no hesitation, Itsuki picked him up. Cradled the little one against his chest. Whispering soothing words as the tiny form began crying in earnest. Sobbing against the ancient. Itsuki's gaze shifted to look at Rene. "Agra....Something is hunting him. We can't leave him unprotected."

"It is. This pack, the rumors surrounding them are worrisome. Talks of heavy infighting. Battles raging in surrounding areas. Its outside the usual territory so they are not competing with us. Not infringing on our space. But these rumors....the reports I keep hearing don't sound like an army pack having its usual power struggles. It sounds like some outside creature is attacking this particular pack. I need to investigate."

He truly hated having to drag Rene into all of this. The vampire liked to be aloof from the world. Partaking in it only on his own terms. There is a soft sigh on his lips. Moving to wrap his arms around the other's torso. "I apologize agra. It is not wrong of you to dream of a pleasant quiet life. But the sad reality is that this is one wish I couldn't grant you. I am the pack elder. It's guardian. I am responsible for using my strength to keep them safe."

He nuzzled against the other's hair. Pressing a gentle kiss to the side of his head. "I can go alone. Let you relax here and then return after I've investigated. But I would rather have your company. It helps ground me but...well if I can't grant you a life of quiet leisure, I at least want to grant you as much time with me as possible."

Lifting his eyes as he listens, a part of the vampire was not interested in hearing the specifics again. He had already been there when Itsuki had receieved these damned reports. Why could they never just be left? His arms remain folded, but he doesn't move to stop the wolf from holding him, or pull away from him. Instead he very subtly rests into the hold as he lets out a deep sigh. "I know what you are" he murmurs back, because he did know that the infernal wolf hierarchy kept René from having the life he wanted... but he also knew Itsuki was brave and strong, loyal to a fault and he would never see that change, not really.

"What kind of choice is that?" René snips back, but as he turns to him, a small smile is already pulling at his lips as he reaches out to tuck a little of the wolf's hair behind his ear. "I cannot send you off alone... you would get lost" he teases gently, his way of agreeing, before he leans forward to gently bring their foreheads together. as his eyes close.

"I have not sired, I have no young of my own, but... I know yours give you your reasons for existing. So I will go with you, because I would not see anything happen to them either". He murmurs gently. It was true he could not understand the need of a father to protect but a part of him wishes he could... but his day of siring young was passed, so this was all he had.

"None at all really." There's perhaps a teasing lilt to his tone. Not to obvious. Subtle, like the smile he can just catch on those always enticing lips of the vampire. "Yes I can get turned around very easily in the woods." He's happy to lean in as well. Enjoy that point of connection. Such a subtle sign of affection. "I know it is not the same, but I do hope you take some heart in the knowledge my grandpups look to you as another grandfather. It may not be typical, or even what you really wanted, but they very much adore their grandpa rene." There's no teasing this time. Instead offering a moment of sympathy and hopefully a trace of comfort. There were no viable options even distantly on the horizon for Rene to turn. And even if there were potentials, him being so enmeshed in a pack of wolves would complicate it into a nightmare. He often felt bad about that. So often his agra had to leave every possible comfort zone. His life dictated not by his own preferences, but by the needs of the ancient wolf and his pack.

He tilted a little to steal a kiss. "You are perfect Agra." He whispered the words. Offering this gentle moment before they had to set off. The trek was long. Passing through rows of large houses. Twisting through parts of the city before finding their way into the woods. Venturing deeper into the shadows as the searched for the area they would need to investigate. He navigated by memory and scent. Occasionally catching a trace of something that gave him pause. It was familiar, yet not. Prompting a trace of dread like the night they had hunted the blood crazed vampire together. But the scent was not of vampiric origins. No it was somehow darker. At one point he stopped beside an ancient trunk. Sniffing at the bark. Just catching the small blood splashes decorating the surface. Wolf like him and that dark entity.

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“Sometimes you have to play by their rules. Sometimes you can go old school. If I ask nicely and he’s in a good mood, my friend might just throw money in and leave it at that. If they refuse or just start irritating him, there might end up being some threats of the making them eat their own intestines variety.” Technically it might not just be threats. But she’d do her best not to let that line be crossed. “I love this place too much to let it go easily. So I’m gonna be pulling out all the stops. As long as I breath, these food carts go nowhere.” Was it a little odd she was so impassioned by a food truck park? Probably. But that was probably still one of the more ‘normal’ parts of her.

he rolled his shoulders a little, this was not his place and he certainly would not tell the people and creatures who considered it their home how to handle it. instead. bohyuk simply offered a short, understanding nod, knowing that they would do whatever it took to defend what was precious to them. this was an emotion he did understand, a very long time ago the largest part of his human life was to serve in a similar fashion to, if only a little more mundane than supernatural. 'sounds like you will give it a big fight no matter what, i'm sure you will manage well.'

“Oh I will.” She has a very bright smile on her lips. Very determined to see this through. With a bit of plans already formulated, her attention shifted elsewhere. Or rather specifically to the company she was in. “So, I kind of get the impression that this isn’t exactly your area. I mean you were born somewhere completely different. Or when you were born was so far in the past it’s technically not your own turf anymore. I’m kind of thinking maybe a couple hundred years or more.”

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"No problem. I have a lot of times I don't have a lot of access to my phone either." There is still a lot of curiosity about the one in front of her. Wondering what exactly this being was. This was definitely going to require some in depth research time. Maybe going to check out that old library she'd randomly found. "Depending on how much resistance there is I'll see if I need the help. Though personally hoping my dad and friend can just traumatize a few people and be done with it."

'i am not sure if it is that simple anymore, humans have a great endurance when it comes to money, we always had,' the gwishin replied. it was not as easy as it once was when you only had to make people think a place was haunted and they avoided it and now, people with money didn't care, they simply paid for others to deal with issues. 'tho, maybe with combined efforts this is going to work out.' bohyuk could tell she was quite a resilient one. for now, there really wasn't anything else he could think of to add.

“Sometimes you have to play by their rules. Sometimes you can go old school. If I ask nicely and he’s in a good mood, my friend might just throw money in and leave it at that. If they refuse or just start irritating him, there might end up being some threats of the making them eat their own intestines variety.” Technically it might not just be threats. But she’d do her best not to let that line be crossed. “I love this place too much to let it go easily. So I’m gonna be pulling out all the stops. As long as I breath, these food carts go nowhere.” Was it a little odd she was so impassioned by a food truck park? Probably. But that was probably still one of the more ‘normal’ parts of her.

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So this man….snake…man-snake? was really really on the literal side. A quirk he was going to probably be enjoying this entire trip. “Technically there are ways to get trapped. Like say some sort of magic field randomly surrounds it and you can’t get past a barrier that’s just off the shore. So space to fish but no way to actually swim out. Not sure who the fuck is powerful enough to make something like that happen. But we can’t say it isn’t actually possible. According to my father in law some gods used to play that bullshit when they were upset with someone…..it might actually have been the reason the captain had to rescue him a long time ago.” The memory of the story had hit him out of nowhere. Biting back a laugh at the reminder Itsuki’s life was a much too ridiculous adventure book sometimes. “Oh there certainly will be. I am required to vent my aggression and one really good way to blow of steam is to spar. You will probably kick my ass but it will be a fantastic work out. So I am definitely claiming you as one of my sparing partners.

The coiling was hardly noticed. Saint still happily just petting the scales. Not oblivious to the movements. Just apathetic to them. “Obedient to a certain extent. I generally hate authority figures. I’d never have ended up on a ship like this on my own because I’d hate getting bossed around by the captain. Nothing personal against him. Just my own issues. But I will listen to him. Do whatever the fuck he orders, because my alpha told me to. And what she says goes. Hopefully he’s not gonna make fucked up decisions but I’m kinda optimistic that even if he makes bad calls its gonna end up in a funny story.” There wasn’t trust in Nachim. There couldn’t be. He didn’t know the guy at all. But Itsuki did. Had felt confident enough to put them on the ship under the guy. And Mel was confident enough to follow his lead. So the least Saint could do is obey directions and try not to be too much of an ass. “Nah. We wolves have very long lives. Like to the point I don’t know the actual life span but it can range into the thousands. But death will eventually come for me.” He might have secretly liked Rak calling him a baby. The moment pricelessly hilarious. “Fuck yeah that is young for an ancient creature. You are like half the age of my father in law. And like a tiny fraction of a percent as old as my chick’s first baby daddy.” Yet another amusing moment of the conversation. Once again being reminded that in the supernatural world, with immortal and long lived creatures, even things hundreds of years old could be babies in comparison. “Does it bother you that you’ve never met another of your kind? Wolves are social so being without another is kinda hell. Is it similar for you or are Naga more solitary creatures?”

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“Ohhooo. Saint has a really big imagination!” REALLY big! Even Rak, who has seen hundreds of years pass, who was literally born from magic, who lived on a pirate ship with not a single human, couldn’t conjure up a thought like this! “I guess in a situation like that I would have to wait for you to rescue me, hm?”

The naga laughed and started to circle again, tail going to loosely wrap around ankles and calves and thighs… until he stopped in front of the wolf. “Can you grow back limbs? I ripped Captain’s arm off and it just came back! It would be good to know before we fight.” He needs to know how far is too far, you see.

“Captain isn’t bossy, na, he’s a smart freedom fighter. I admire him a lot!” A lot a lot! Rak could talk about Nachim for days and days… A thought dismissed by the thought of the wolves dying. That was sad to think about. Rak didn’t know anyone who has died - mostly due to being underwater for so long and never meeting anyone in the first place. It was a tragedy he hopes he can avoid for at least another thousand years.

Rak hummed, “I never felt lonely because I was always alone, so I didn’t know the difference… then I never felt lonely because I had captain and everyone else…” head tilted, pink eyes ran over the other, black and white hair fell against eyelashes, “Nagas spend forever guarding treasure. Hmm… what’s the word, ka? It’s our only purpose. I think nagas are meant to be alone, so the opposite of you!” He smiled wide. “Can I see your teeth? Wolves have big teeth, right?”