#tricksterbird

[corarainbowfeather]

Seriously, Bran and Petra NEEEEEED one of those for their club!!!

[corarainbowfeather]

Treasure Hunt

She'd agreed to helping redecorating the place gladly – mainly because she still remembered the Wolf stating at their very first meeting that she would NOT decorate anything. So it had made her smirk when she saw him quite willing to accept her help due to the monstrous amount of work waiting to be done here. The Maiden's Head was a Leviathan, after all, and even with the use of some magic it did not simply re-decorate itself.

Then of course she wasn't really "decorating", exactly. Right now she helped cleaning and getting rid of old decorations and, most importantly and especially most interestingly, listening to what 'the boys' were talking about. Nobody seemed to mind a little Raven girl scurrying about as long as she remained under the 'invisibilty cloak' of being quiet and appearing busy. As if one couldn't clean and listen simultaneously!

But with Valentine calling for her brother she knew there might be juicy bits of information to be found here, so she would NOT leave the Tavern before she knew exactly what those two scoundrels were plotting here!

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Shine by Mr. Big. 

[whitewolfvalentine]

Lets Talk Business//CLOSED

Valentine sat at his desk smoking a cigar, sipping from a small glass- whiskey with ice. Taking a sip he flipped through the log of last night's profit's... it could be better..

Pushing them aside he took another sip of his drink and ashed his cigar. 

"Valentine- you've got a pair of sifters in the lobby- say they need to speak with you." Pressing a series of numbers on a  key pad, built into his desk, Valentine got eyes on the two. 

A beautiful female- and Bran... Arching an eyebrow he pressed the intercom link and dialed the code to turn off the monitor's, "Let them in."

[whitewolfvalentine]

Winter Play// OPEN

Valentine observes the bird- the fall of snow thick between them as he moves slowly towards him. With a slow snarl, Valentine bends low and scoops up snow, balling it as he stands up and launches his attack. Over the flurry of his movements he yelled, "Head's up Bran!"

The snowball crashed into its target with a soft, wet crunch.