There were sometimes that Thyra wished she was not a wolf, one of those moments was when she entered the dining room and read what Adam wanted to do but then hesitated to do so. She sighed mentally, a part of her wishing that for a moment she was not the Alpha and that such displays of affection were allowed, or at least people were not afraid to do them with her. It was like she was as hard as steel and as fragile as glass all at the same time. Her pack placing her on a pedestal she never asked to be placed upon, yet there she was stuck. It was all sometimes a bit maddening to the Alpha, especially at night when she was alone. That was when she realized just how alone she was, even with the bonds of her pack humming in the back of her mind she still felt alone.<br/><br/>Pushing these personal thoughts and matters to the back of her mind she took her seat across from her guest Kamora, the three of them making up a triangle like formation. Before she could speak though Kamora reached out and grabbed up Adam's arm, her hands tracing one of his scars brought a silent and luckily unseen snarl from Thyra. Quickly composing herself she cleared her throat when the little exchange was done, â€œYes Adam as been through more then many of us could ever begin to comprehend, but that is in his past. His future is with us now...â€ Thyra said as she lightly placed her hand atop Adam's hand that was closest to her, letting it linger for but the span of a heart beat or two before she returned it to the table beside her plate of food.<br/><br/>Her reaction to Kamora touching Adam was unsettling to her, wondering why her inner wolf would behave in such fashion. Over a male who was her beta and friend only nothing more. It was almost possessive in nature leaving Thyra questioning herself, wondering if the stress of the day was getting to her more then she thought. Yet again she pushed aside her own personal gripes and focused on the moment in hand, which included eating as she was rather hungry seeing how she had to skip her morning meal to have the meeting with the elders and then to insure that she made it to the execution.<br/><br/>Though looking down at the sandwich she smelled human meat mixed in which made her stomach turn  a bit. Which she was not completely against it she would rather not eat it if she had the choice to do otherwise. Humans were little but cattle to them, but still how could they so freely eat those whom they resembled? Whom shared a distant kinship with them? Still food was something she needed to stay strong and to remain pack Alpha so she took up the sandwich and took a good bite of it. The beef overpowered the flavor of the meat so it made it easy for her to eat.<br/><br/>When she was down chewing, swallowing and then having a sip of water she spoke to Kamora, â€œYou know other vampires are going to talk about how you hang out around my house all the time...â€ she smiled in a teasing way. â€œI mean you come over for visits when there is no official business. Pretty soon I expect to see you here on movie nightâ€ that comment made her chuckle a bit while her finger traced the swirl pattern in the wood table. â€œI would hate to see you come to....harm....for your exceptional tolerance of us...â€ tone lowering to a soft whisper as she looked at the vampire across from her.