Douko watched as the kid’s chest began to glow before a bird soared from him. He took a step back, unease settling into his gut. He hated magic, everything to do with that nonsense was unpredictable and messy. He watched the owl creature fly around, seeing the odd form it had, four legs and also furry but had the face and wings of a bird. As it flew to him Douko took a step back, not wanting the magical bird anywhere near him. He had never seen an animal like it before, never heard of such a creature and therefore he was apprehensive about it. He watched it soar away before he turned from the sight and got into the car behind Red.<br/><br/>On the car way he watched the other’s reaction form the corner of his eye, seeing the bitter disappointment as they drove up the road towards his estate. It was the largest building around but it was nowhere near the size as the human castle. Upon greeting his father he stepped aside and allowed the older man to speak with his new husband. His hands slipped into his pockets with his hips thrusted forward ever so slightly in what seemed to be his cocky stance.<br/><br/><br/>The alpha nodded when Red thanked him, his eyes spotting the bird flying towards them before it made itself known. Douko seemed to see it as well and both men eyed it suspiciously, especially when they sound erupted from its beak. Douko and his father watched it perch upon the prince’s shoulder. Douko bristled irritably but Merrick stood still, his eyes taking in the odd appearance. When Red spoke their eyes shifted towards the humans as he explained what he was. Douko sneered at what he called himself. A beast tamer, did he not realize he was now essentially owned by a beast. The alpha laughed. “You’ll need all the help you can get.” He glanced at Douko who rolled his eyes. Merrick crossed his arms over his chest as the other asked to be allowed to keep the owl free. “You can do what you want, whether or not he lives is another matter.” He paused, letting his words sink in. “You live with wolves now, boy. Remember that.” They were hunters, born predators. A new creature that had never be seen before soaring through the skies would invite hunting. He waved his hand to dismiss the conversation.<br/><br/>“This is our home.” His arms spread wide and gestured to the house surrounded by a mini forest. “Come and go as you please. Be careful where you go without Douko and who you speak with. Wolves can..” He shrugged and looked at Douko for the right word. “Emotional.” He looked back at the boy. “Douko will keep you safe if you don’t act stupid.” He spoke looking at Douko but his words were meant for Red. Douko understood what he was to do, be a babysitter. Keep this sniffling human alive to maintain good negotiations between humans an werewolves. He had to keep him alive but he didn’t have to keep him happy.<br/><br/>“Come on.” Douko said after Merrick excused them. The werewolf proceeded to show the human around, if not bored like. The interior of the house was much like one would expect. Vines sometimes covered the ceilings and some of the walls as it came in from windows. The floor was tile and the walls had simple paint. Nothing was luxurious but it was all well kept. The house was spacious and with large rooms and long hallways leading into a branch like system of rooms and halls. There was a large kitchen, enough to feed a mess hall of people, top notch appliances and even two fridges and two freezers. The kitchen led off into a large dining hall, one long table that could sit a good twenty people ran the length of room. A fireplace was at the end, as if it had been added in as an afterthought. The furniture was well used,  and several claw marks were scattered throughout the wooden table. He led him to a living room where there were a few couches, comfortable large chairs one could snuggle into, a large flat screen tv that seemed to take up an entire wall and a few bookcases along the back. There was a family room with a large pool table, a well-stocked bar, several bar stools and higher bar tables with seats around them. It was what one might find in a pub, in fact, the room smelled of one. Cigarette stench was heavy in the air, mixed with alcohol and the lingering smell of bodies. One man laid passed out on the back floor of the room.<br/><br/>Douko led him on. There were several bathrooms throughout the entire complex, all with showers, toilets and large bowl basins for sinks. There were rooms Douko didn’t show him for they were not communal spaces but private rooms people were using. He led him out back where their was a massive in ground pool that looked more like a pond with live plants coming out of the center and floating lilies along the surface. There was a patio with some sun chairs and a table covered with an umbrella for shade. There were a couple more people socializing under said table. The back led out into the mini forest with tall wild grass and what looked like hunting paths that carved its way through the grounds. Douko went back in and up a flight of stairs. There were more various rooms, sitting areas, bathrooms and more doors he bypassed. The study at the end of the hall was large with bookcases that reached to the ceiling and a desk that sat in front of a large bay window. He explained that the room could be used as he wanted, there were books on the history of his people, the many wars with the humans, the plant life, animal life and even books on humans and various other species of their world.<br/><br/>Douko went up the last flight of stairs. “This is the family’s private quarters.;” He explained, noting how the floor seemed more empty and maintained than below. The walls had fresh paint, the floors were wood instead of tile and it almost smelled fresh. Douko showed him a small living room with a couch and  chair as well as a tv and a computer in the room, everything looked newer and less used, as if only a few people ever went in there. Douko led him down the hall. “Don’t go in there. That is my father’s personal study.” He explained, pointing to a door that remained closed. “That is his bedroom.” He pointed to another door at the end of the hall. There were two other rooms he didn’t mention, both doors remaining closed.<br/><br/>Douko led him to their room, on the opposite end of the floor and what appeared to be by itself. He opened the door and went in. Inside there was a king sized bed with dark blue sheets covering it. The room was chilly even though the windows held no glass in them. A vine stretched across the ceiling with large purple flowers scattered across it. There were a couple wooden dressers, a large floor length mirror, with grey trim and even a grey carpet that stretched across the middle of the room. On the bed there were some articles of clothing that had been tossed aside as if his plan to wear them had been dismissed. On one dresser there was a watch, what looked like a collar, and a couple of decorative items. On one end table beside the bed there was a pair of small knives. There was also a bottle of whiskey, half empty. The bedroom also had a wood burning fireplace, though it was empty. In fact, almost every room in that house seemed to have some form of fireplace, big or small. There was a grey couch facing the fireplace accompanied by a chair off to the side a bit. On one side of the bedroom there were double doors that laid open, revealing a large walk in closet, full of clothing, accessories, shoes and various other parts. A small section had been cleared empty for Red.<br/><br/>The bedroom had an open doorway that led to a large balcony overlooking the side of the house that held a couple of chairs and a small table. The trees covered most of the view but you could just see the houses and then the real forest in the distance. To the side of the bedroom was another door that led to a large washroom, a walk in shower with glass doors and two shower heads on either side of the structure, a plain glass bowl with a high faucet that made the water come out as a small waterfall, a large mirror with gold trim and of course, a toilet.<br/><br/>Douko looked at the human with his hands in his pockets, watching for his reaction to his room. Or rather, their, room.