<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-style: italic">Fatal and Drake</span><br/><br/>Fatal was the first to let out a sigh of relief, she was happy but not happy to the extent that she wanted to dance around and lick everyone like Jhene might if she and Fatal had switched roles. The muscles in her body relaxed as the tension fade. She let a small smile come to her lips and nodded back at Beyt. She looked over to see Gimmel was now sitting by himself and Jhene was gone about to question where Jhene went she guess Drake already knew from the way his amber eyes remained calm. Of course he hardly freaked out ever so it was extremely to tell, he was like the calmest person she ever met. Hardly lost his temper unless really provoked but who was foolish enough to provoke <span style="font-style: italic">a wolf like him</span>. He smiled even wider amused as she repeated her thought <span style="font-style: italic">a wolf like him.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Thank you, I am forever in you debt. Seeing how I'll be trap here on this earth for many moons to come I will do whatever to help you even after the journey."</span><br/><br/>Drake's tone was actually pleasant for once and didn't hide any emotion either. But his features did, that annoyed Fatal how can you seem to feel an emotion and show it but not also hide it? She didn't know why she was judging for she hardly showed any type of emotion. She was the hard rock in the group, Drake was the calm mind and Jhene was the adventure finder. Now with an addition smooth talker, Gimmel and his curious alert sister, Beyt that did make a nice addition package. <span style="font-style: italic">But where do we go next?</span> She wanted to ask Beyt but figured it would be best to ask her later when they were preparing to leave. The she-wolf was overwhelmed clearly; she would be too if she hadn't figured it out by herself step by step. Maybe now the group barrier would settle evenly before becoming demolished into nothing.<br/><br/>Drake had already saw Jhene and Gimmel's brief conversation also seeing her secede up the stairs. Most likely to eat and think if he knew Jhene correct. He watched Gimmel for a moment, he remind him slightly of Erik but much like himself. It amused him a bit how Gimmel slightly had the same personality as him. Reserved, seemingly calm and able to piss Jhene off without really doing anything. He knew it would annoy Jhene once she realized how they were alike and that made a smile dance across his face. He stood and signaled Gimmel over with his tail. Before Gimmel reached them he leans down whispering to Beyt. He began to wonder as his voice traveled quietly through the small space between them to her ear; if Beyt felt as if she was in complicity against her brother. He didn't want to rip the siblings apart he actually liked their ways of communication it was different much like his and Fatal's.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-weight: bold">Iâ€™m sure you'll want to discuss your decision to stay and travel with you brother...â€</span><br/><br/>Moving away from her when he brother approached he looked over his shoulder at her, his eyes twinkled as if trying to tell her something but who could guess? No one of course unless she was also a mind reader then she would discover his deep thoughts of herself and everyone else; some disturbing others shocking and pleasant. Drake was certainly a strange wolf hard to de code it seemed but really he was the easiest of all if you just took the time to listen and watch. Drake didnâ€™t hide as much as it seemed instead he used reverse psychology by putting emotion and thoughts out on front in the most boring manner that usually one thought it was sarcasm therefore dismissing it. He was smart too smart for his own good it seemed. He hoped Beyt would be the one to pick up on that but it might take some time as she is struggling with new story lines and her very directly reserved brother. </span><br/><br/>-----------<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-style: italic">Jhene</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">What the hell is exactly going on with my life now? It wasnâ€™t like this 2 moons ago, no it was not. Erik wasnâ€™t dead in fact right now we would be out hunting perhaps with Fatal tagging along and Drake staying behind to watch our small dens. Erik would try to annoy me on the journey to find nice food, until Fatal hushed him with her well known ice glare.  But followed by a soft smile, she doesnâ€™t smile anymore. No one does, not Drake nor Fatal and these two new characters Beyt and Gimmel. Strange they are, Gimmel seems to only smirk when he knows heâ€™s gotten under my fur. Like he enjoys annoying me for what? I have no clue; it doesnâ€™t annoy me as much now that Iâ€™ve sat to think about it. In fact now Iâ€™m more curious to why he enjoys it. Although I doubt it has anything to do with that strange connection I feel between us. Yet itâ€™s clear he doesnâ€™t feel it, is it wrong I want him to feel it so I can discover it in more depth? Maybe but it was also wrong for him to follow me into the forest but then again he was just being nosy and without that I might of died. Expect for the fact that Beyt was actually the one to want to save me. So what does that make between our tensions? Does it become worse? </span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Beyt is a wonderful Fae from what I can tell, strong-willed, curious, smart and somewhat shy. She reminds me of Angel. </span>She whimpered at that thought, suddenly being dragged out of her flowing thoughts.  <span style="font-style: italic">Angel... Sheâ€™s dead of course; it was my fault as always. I always seem to get someone killed maybe that why Gimmel dislikes me? Because he sense the trouble that comes with staying around me, but yet he still thinks I dislike him. I canâ€™t it was always hard for me to dislike a character even Erikâ€™s. Who was not the one with the best character of a wolf.  None the less just because someone irritates me does not mean I dislike them. He is wrong, or is he? Maybe Iâ€™m just fooling myself?  I really should stop thinking so much Drake will get on me later about it and the last thing I need is a nagging Brute. Maybe I should return downstairs to see if they have finished talking. </span><br/><br/>Jhene rose slowly making sure her paw didnâ€™t swell again, she leaned over the edge of the floor looking down to see nothing but a blur at first. But she saw as her eyes adjusted to the light that Drake was sitting with Fatal and Gimmel with Beyt off in a different direction. Their backs were turned to them as if trying to block them from seeing their conversation. She shrugged so the tension hadnâ€™t been fixed like she hoped, no it had grown seeing how they were separated as if they disliked each other greatly. She limped down the stairs again not being able to understand how you can dislike someone. <span style="font-style: italic">I can understand not wanting to be around them but she could never dislike someone for the way they were born nor for the way the past had shaped them to be the way they were.</span> Maybe thatâ€™s why Fatal liked her, she wasnâ€™t usually the one to judge or she often tried not to. She was what Fatal and Drake called a <span style="font-style: italic">Good soul</span>. She liked the name, as she liked feeling pure. It made her feel as if she was the sun and the moon blended into one. She balanced her own self out and it often made her smile. <br/><br/>She sat down beside Drake and smiled up at him before leaning against him heaving as if she was out of breath. That trip down the steps had tired her a bit making her breath almost disappear it seemed. She turned her attention to the siblings talking, had she missed so much lost in thought that is almost seemed as if the siblings were arguing? <span style="font-style: italic">What in the hell was going on now? </span>She was going to ask but best thought it would be nice to just not be nosy for once and wait for the answer to reach her question.</span>