The black and white wolf stepped out of the shadows and looked at him with a curious gaze. Simon narrowed his eyes and looked away at first, clutching Beyt tighter and he snarled, daring her to take his angel away from him. He growled a bit, muttering something under his breath before looking the wolf in the eyes again. His eyes seemed to widen a bit then as a sudden sense of familiarity hit him like he had not felt in quite some time, â€œJheneâ€¦â€ It was almost like he was reading her thoughts. â€œSo your name is â€˜Jheneâ€™ nowâ€¦â€ A sudden laughter escaped him, different from the one he had displayed before. This was a laughter that showed surprise yet slight disbelief as broken as it was. â€œAnd the other wolves, yes, they seem familiar as well.â€<br/><br/>He leaned forward slightly to get a better look at Jhene. The lighting of the room was horrible; only the old, musty windows and a candle allowed light to enter. This building was in terrible condition in general and yet he lived here. He had no choice but to live here, knowing if he left for too long he would be killed like the rest of them. But maybe now he wouldnâ€™t have to be killed. His angel was here to protect him and save this horribly neglected city once and for all. She would succeed where he had failed, it had to be her. No other wolf possessed her powerâ€¦ but Jheneâ€¦ He had a feelingâ€¦ no he knew Jhene was different as well. But he still could not place a finger on how he knew she was different or even where he had seen her. He just knew she was Jhene now; his memories were just as broken as his spirit.<br/><br/>While the man was preoccupied with Jhene, Beyt turned her attention to the other wolves. â€œI donâ€™t know much about him other than the fact that his name is Simon and heâ€™s one of the last Seers. Apparently a lot of them have been wiped out because of Maeva, and this city is dying. Iâ€™m not sure if the two are connected but Iâ€™m sure that it plays a part in it all.â€ There was sadness in Beytâ€™s tone. â€œThat is all he has told me. Itâ€™s difficult to find any sense of half the things he says, however, so thereâ€™s more than likely some huge key elements I may have missed.â€<br/><br/>â€œAt least youâ€™re alright.â€ Gimmelâ€™s voice was a relief to her when she turned to face him, her tail wagging a bit. He did not approach her knowing that the Seer would more than likely freak out and try to harm her, keeping a good three feet away, but he bowed his head to tell her he was alright. â€œPerhaps we can get more form him later, for now we need to get you out of here.â€ He looked to Fatal who had relinquished her leader position and gave it to him. She looked just as saddened as Beyt did and he would probably be lying if he said it was not rubbing off on him. He was still somewhat oblivious as to what was going on and did not like being left in the dark. He wondered if he was going to get his answers now, at least that was what he was hoping for.<br/><br/>â€œMaevaâ€¦â€ The Seer spoke in a sharp tone, malice dripping off his tongue. His eyes narrowed again and he harshly pushed Beyt away from him, suddenly standing. He half jogged over to the kitchen area inside the room, frantically searching the drawers for something. Simon grumbled to himself while he searched, finally finding what he was looking for after a good five minutes or so. â€œFound it.â€ He held up what appeared to be a jewel of some kind.