Kath was amused and slightly impressed in his tastes. Sure werewolves liked fresh blood and fresh meat, but liquor infused with blood? The amusement shown in her deep blue eyes even as he smashed the bottle against the wall of her club. She should have raced him. She would have won, being the swiftest vampire in her race. Speed and agility made up for the lack of brute strength, though she wasn't defenseless without that. Otherwise she would never have been able to get this far. It certainly helped that she had the blood of an Ancient flowing through her veins. Just like it helped Render to kill his own kind. Oh, she knew what he was capable of. She often wondered what his blood would taste like, but to her that was a blatant insult to even ask for his blood, let alone take it by force.<br/><br/>They reached the abandoned property before the wolves did, and she chose to use her speed, even in heels and her dress, to appear behind the two wolves. There was a chance for the element of surprise, but she knew it wouldn't last long. Nothing could mask the stench of death from a wolf. It was a blessing that her own dog trusted her. "Patience will be rewarded, gentleman," she said, her gaze lingering on Render before she looked at the other. Her head inclined. "My laws are fair, otherwise we'd still be at war with one another." She began to walk towards the building. "Those who break the law are met with justice. However you seek to dish that out is up to you but I won't have you hunting my coven out of spite and vengeance. You're not animals, despite what most of my kind still believe." There was disgust in her face.<br/><br/>In truth she was utterly appalled that a vampire had butchered a werewolf. After ten years of peace, this was the first misstep, and she wasn't going to show mercy to the vampire that broke her law. Her nails bit in her hand, causing crimson blood to bleed into her palm. It was the only show of how livid she was. If the wolves followed her, they would join her on the stage, with Jordahn and Thomas on either side of her. A show of strength. Her eyes were glowing red as she looked at her coven.<br/><br/>She could feel every one of them. Each vampire had sworn a blood oath to her. Each one was bound to her by blood, and every one of them was present. "Well at least you all know not to disobey a command to gather." They were all still, almost like a grave with the silence that flowed through the air. No heartbeats. No breath. Not beyond the wolves that had accompanied her. "One of you, or perhaps several, have disobeyed my laws. I am the Master of this city. I command each and every one of you and I find it quite disturbing that one of you dared to slay a werewolf."<br/><br/>They were all quiet still, even more so, if that was even possible. One shifted uncomfortably, suddenly, abruptly. Someone that had been in cohorts with Jordahn, though hadn't committed the act. Eric, the fidgeting vampire, hated werewolves, and the disgust was apparent in his face. Under his breath he muttered, "Good riddance."<br/><br/>Kathrienna was gone. You couldn't have blinked to see that she'd moved, though perhaps Render could have sensed the movement. Suddenly she was standing in front of Eric, and her hand lashed out, grabbing him by the throat. Blood pooled, though it was hardly enough to kill him, and she dragged the vampire close to her face. "Let this be a lesson. If anyone attacks a werewolf, the pack will have the delight of ripping you apart. I won't stand for it."<br/><br/>Another vampire scoffed suddenly. Some thought she was too comfortable in her station. Dominic, a new fledgling, glared at her. "So you let them do your dirty work now, huh? Some coven leader."<br/><br/>Power breathed through the air. Kathrienna had brought Eric up to Render and Resh, and she threw the vampire down at their feet. "Let this appease your appetite for vengeance." Eric stared up at her, eyes wide. "Wait! I didn't kill no fucking wolf!"<br/><br/>Kath stared down at him. Jordahn and Thomas had gone to get Dominic, and they were dragging him up the stairs. "You disrespected them. I made it clear at the start that there would be zero tolerance for hatred towards the wolves. That stupid war will not wage in this city. If any of you have a problem, you have until dawn to leave Chicago, or I will give the pack free reign to hunt you fuckers down. Do I make myself clear!" Her voice carried, even though there was no microphone. Kathrienna turned towards Dominic, who was glaring at her in defiance. The coven fidgeted, but they hadn't given her submission.<br/><br/>She tsked softly under her breath, her heels clicking loud on the concrete stage, and she grabbed the back of Dominic's hair, delivering a quick blow to his knee. The bone shattered under her heel and he screamed, knees buckling under him. He was forced to kneel, and without hesitation she plunged her hand through his throat, grabbing hold of his spine. With her bare hand she ripped his spine out of his neck, severing his head, while her other hand plunged into his chest and ripped out his heart. Someone screamed. Rachel, his sire, screamed at the loss, her knees buckling. Kath turned towards the crowd. One by one all the vampires knelt in submission to her. She held his bleeding heart in her hand.<br/><br/>"Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?" she hissed, her voice barely above a whisper. All the vampires tilted their necks, even Rachel, a further act of compliance. Satisfied, she finally turned towards Render and held the heart out to him. She ignored Eric, who was pleading for his life as he was left to the wolves. "It seems there was more than one vampire that committed the act," she said, finally addressing them. The vampires wouldn't move until she dismissed them, but she wasn't ready to, not yet. "Are you satisfied for now?"