<span style="font-style: italic">"Not to...shall we say sugarcoat this issue, I'm sure Kamora went...out of her way to inform you of our position. I am sure she had her reasons, and I am Positive it is a good one. Now on to the reason I am here. It is your view that a Lycan was just killed unjustly."</span>Kamoraâ€™s body did not move as her ears perceived the way her leader Varenfeld seemed to distinctly line his words to show his disapproval of her<span style="font-style: italic">visit</span>. Her eyes caught the subtle shift in muscle as the leader brought his hands behind his back, and began to pace. His eyes were set on the floor as if his mind was rambling in his head.<br/><br/>Her eyes moved back and forth following the man with interesting eyes. An unwanted  thought grazed through her mind as she watched him move. She was like his shadow or rather in comparison to werewolves the beta. A shadow though would be far more accurate. Since a shadow was just there to be dark, and subtle with just the right amount of horror. However, Sarye would always hold reign over immortal city if anything happened to Immortal city. If that was to happenâ€¦.then the city would crumble. Not only because of her harsh realities, but also because her political view went as far as bedding him and nothing more. She wouldnâ€™t be able to handle a situation like that but who was she to judge.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I too have the same conclusion. And justice must be upheld at all costs... Now, it was rumored that three vampires provoked the Lycan and so he attacked. Provocation is against my laws and in so breaking that law, they have sealed they're fate. I will be putting all three to death, of course if the three cannot be found. Which I doubt, but if that does occur I will produce to you three bodies regardless."</span>After the words were spoken she watched Varenfeld pull out his cell phone and call his manor.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">" Fammi parlare con tutti. Auguro a tutti voi di incontrare me nella sala da pranzo. Capire che questo Ã¨ un ordine, nessuno Ã¨ esente." </span>It was rather an abrupt move that he would take this up with the entire council. His Italian was perfect but she knew that he was perfect at a couple languages. Of course Italian was just his choice to speak with. Bitter confusion ate at her. What was he doing? Leaving the rabid wife in charge? Or did he not have a pick to take charge when he is gone yet? She heaved a sigh. Adamska sitting on the stool did not go unnoticed from her but she could not bring her eyes to him in this situation. It would only anger Varenfeld more.<br/><br/>"Ainsi soit-il, le conseil ne sera pas comme ce petit one." (So be it , The council won't like this one bit.) perfect French poured out of her tongue before she could even grasp what she had said. It happened at times when her anger, or her emotions rose to their peak. It was rare because she naturally had a demeanor set in stone. It was hard to get her to even show a little emotionâ€¦let alone speak a forsaken language to the  Ishtarvanii clan. Then again she was a child that was supposed to take over for the  Cyrvin Clan. Forgetting her born language was rather difficult. Even if she knew how to speak Italian perfectly as wellâ€¦it still ceased to flow from her mouth unless she absolutely needed it.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Well thank you for stopping by. I am sure you have to get to that meeting there that you made. I will be expecting three bodies on my front door come the morning"</span>Her head shifted in direct attention as Thryra spoke. Her eyes stared at the womenâ€¦.three bodies by tomorrow mourningâ€¦oh she would do more than thatâ€¦.The bodies would come back with a lot of damage to repent for the alpha femaleâ€™s anger.<span style="font-style: italic">"Make sure he leaves the grounds" </span>Her eyes shifted to Varenfeld. This was not a good situationâ€¦if he had to leave before her than that was inadvertently gesturing that here his say was less importantâ€¦though that was hardly trueâ€¦maybe at the moment he may be more of a threat to herâ€¦that must have been it.<br/><br/>Then Thyra turned to her with a genuine smile on her face<span style="font-style: italic">. "Please. Forgive my tone but may we continue this another day? I will call you tomorrow to schedule a meeting, right now...." </span>She smiled in understanding and without another word slipped through the front door.<br/><br/>With night in full swing and rain pouring down to wet her curled blonde hair she headed down past the front lawn and through the city. Three bodiesâ€¦three bodies by tomorrow. The gun that was taken from her at the werewolf home was now back in her hand, and being twirled. "qui va mourir ce soir?" (who is going to die tonight?) The whisper escaped her mouth as she glanced upon the city.<br/><br/>Vampires ravaged the night trying to avoid the  werewolves that were spread out among the city. She found a gang of three vampires bullying a fair vampire who looked rather frightened. When she looked closer at the 3 vampires they had on tattoos of a dragon. They were the right looking kinda grungy looking vampires. If all he promised Thyra was three bodies than she would produce that but she would not let these 3 deaths be the done deal. She would hunt the culprits that were rightfully at fault even if it takes her entire â€¦well if it takes forever.<br/><br/>Without a minute to waste she pulled the trigger on her gun, shooting one straight through the head, then turned slightly to cap the next one straight through the side of his head, and then finalized the usage of her gun by shooting the last straight through the back of his head. After that she quickly ripped all three heads off and pulled out her cell phone. " Darnel viennent ramasser cette Ã©pave de Bodie decapatated et dÃ©posez-les sur le loup garou de Miss properity Thyra, mais le faire proprement et silencieusement." (Darnel come pick up this wreck of decapatated bodies and drop them on the werewolf properity of miss Thyra but do this properly and silently) She slammed her phone shut then looked at the sky. Time was of the essence now so she retreated back to her manor where news would erupt in the mourning of the chaos that is about to be en-stowed upon the city.