Nikolai looked towards the window at the mention of the storm getting worse. He stood up from the sofa and walked toward the window, looking outside. Everything was completely drenched by now and getting wetter by the minute, the sky flashed with light caused by the lightning, followed by the loud boom of thunder. Pressing his face against the cool glass, he exhaled through his nostrils, fogging the cool glass. â€œDamnit,â€ He muttered quietly, more to himself than anyone. Looks like he wasnâ€™t going anywhere anytime soon; there was no way he could fly in this weather even once he did regain his strength. Not that he wanted to go back of courseâ€¦ he was still rather upset with his grandfather and didnâ€™t feel like facing him though he knew he would have to eventually.<br/><br/>Until then he would just be patient and wait it out. Sometimes storms raged through the land for a few moments before subsiding, sometimes they lasted several hours.<br/><br/>While Nikolai didnâ€™t mind being indoors there was a part of him that really did not like staying inside. He may appear human to those who were ignorant, but he was still considered a wild animal. You canâ€™t keep wild animals caged, especially when they werenâ€™t use to it. Removing himself from the window, he ran a hand through his hair, which had completely dried by this point.  He normally slept through the storm during a rainy evening; for whatever reason storms made him tired. He figured it was because the sound of rain could be so soothing sometimes in his opinion, and that griffins had a natural like for nature and such. Oddly enough he was fairly awake for the moment though he wasnâ€™t sure how long it would last. He wasnâ€™t exactly feeling that energetic.<br/><br/>â€œWell I suppose that just gives us time to practice that magic of yours a bit more, right?â€ He looked towards her again and sat back down on the couch. At that moment, he could have sworn he caught wind of a familiar scent and his attention was drawn to the window again. Nikolai shot a brief glare to the outside and wondered if Grigori had begun his little search party for him already or not. That would not be pretty. As soon as the scent left the area he felt relieved. It might have either been his imagination or something in the back of his mind telling him there was a search party out searching for him, waiting to drag him home. It wouldnâ€™t be all that surprising, especially with a storm that was as bad as this one was becoming.<br/><br/>He was not religious nut, hell in fact he could care less about these religions that humans follow as they really didnâ€™t concern him, but he was praying for the former. The last thing he needed was a fight breaking out. Nikolai removed the thought from his mind once more and shook his head, not really wanting to think about what would happen to him if Grigori knew he was speaking with a phoenix, and one who was female at that.