Aidan stood from the fire and walked over to Alan, â€œWell that one,â€ she pointed at David, â€œFound that one,â€ pointed to the white wolf, â€œWho had killed a bear and somehow ended up unconscious. His name,â€ she pointed to David, â€œ is David. Not sure what that one's name is, he is trying to talk normally and not with his mind. He is like brand spanking new to this whole wolf thing,â€ she explained as if such things happened everyday. â€œBoth seem nice and well, if they were a threat, being so new its not like we could not rough them up and send them on their way,â€ she smirked and winked at David, teasing him a bit.<br/><br/>â€œBut, food should be done, since we don't want to trust Kakasha to cook for too long. Usual set up, Thomas gets first dibs and then we just pick as we want,â€ she said going over to the storage tote they had outside the cave to get out dishes and such for people. Bringing the stack over to the fire she sat them on the small table that was used for prepping and serving. Using her knife she speared on of the pieces for Thomas, bringing it over to him with a smile. Figuring everyone else could then just file in line to get food. Planning on feeding herself and the new comers after everyone else had gotten food. This was not a means of denoting her pack status, but she liked to make sure that everyone ate before she herself ate.<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">â€œMy milkshake brings all the boys to the yard<br/>And they're like, it's better than yours<br/>Damn right, it's better than your's<br/>I could teach you but I have to chargeâ€</div><br/><br/>Designer boots crunched in the fresh snow, their owner stepping to the beat of the song that was blaring to the music that being pumped through the ear buds in her ears. Hips swaying from side to side as she bopped along to the music.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">â€œLa la la la la<br/>Warm it up<br/>La la la la la<br/>The boys are waitingâ€</div><br/><br/>Without much care for who or what could be listening she sang along to the song, her eyes closed for a minute as stopped to truly enjoy the music. Her hands moving across her body, hips moving in a slow circle, her back arching as she moved her body to the slow beat of the music.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">â€œI can see you're on it<br/>You want me to teach the<br/>Techniques that freaks these boys<br/>It can't be bought<br/>Just know thieves get caught<br/>Watch if you're smart â€œ</div><br/>Strutting down the woods, Eryan looked rather out of place. Then again the one woman burlesque dance that she doing did not help the situation much, but at a glance Eryan certainly did not look like she belonged in the woods. From the designer clothing and overall general demeanor was that of a super model or at least someone, that one would think would not be caught dead in the woods. But, then again, Eryan had not really been one of those people who liked to follow the stereotypes of the rest of the world. Plus, being a werewolf, one could not just hate the woods, that would be like denying a part of herself. Besides....<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">â€œMy milkshake brings all the boys to the yard<br/>And they're like, it's better than yours<br/>Damn right, it's better than your's<br/>I could teach you, but I have to chargeâ€</div><br/><br/>Eryan was not one opposed to getting dirty and roughing it, she rather enjoyed the physical exertion.  As she spun and opened her eyes she was met with a familiar pair of blue eyes. Smirking she ran her finger down his chest.<br/><br/>â€œWas wondering when you were going to come out and say hi,â€ she said as she danced lightly against him, enjoying the look of hunger and desire that she saw in his eyes. â€œWhere are the others? I can't think that Sherman would let you come alone to get me? Where is he anyway? He was supposed to meet me,â€ Eryan said pausing long enough to remove the ear buds and shut off the music. â€œWhere is everyone?â€ she asked a little miffed that no one else showed up.<br/><br/>Aderol smirked, realizing that she had been kept out of the loop, â€œThey are all a little tied up at the moment, some big hunt for your welcome home party thing,â€ he said reaching out to grab her arm, â€œI am supposed to keep you distracted and busy until they are doneâ€<br/><br/>His tone and body language had her wolf on alert, making Eryan pull away and take a step back, â€œReally? Here I thought that you were on like a short leash, given your general dislike for following orders. Plus, you and Kakasha were pretty hot and heavy before I left. Why would she leave you alone and not come here with you?â€ the suspicion was clear in her voice as she eyed him warily.<br/><br/>The cocky smile on his lips was fanged, the look in his eyes shifted to a more predatory one, which caused Eryan and her wolf to go on high alert. Tension crackled in the air between the two but before anything could happen, the sound of someone fast approaching cut off the little bit of cat and mouse that she and Aderol were doing with one another. The male snarling as he looked her over, â€œAnother time, my fair lady. Another timeâ€ he gave her a fanged smirk before he disappeared into the approaching darkness.<br/><br/>Eryan sighed, removing the large green army bag from her back, letting it fall to the snow while she patted her leather jacket for a bit before finding her cigarettes and then her lighter. With a somewhat bored look she lit the cancer stick, taking a long slow deep drag while she waited for whoever it was to make themselves known.<br/><br/>â€œWhoever you are,â€ she called out into the still air, â€œI am really not in the mood to fight and will likely just kill you. I had a really, really, really, long bus ride following a rather emotional parting with my family. So, the last fucking thing that I want to deal with is some over eager pup thinking he can jump my bones. I swear I will kill you and skin your furry ass to make me a rug in my home!â€ she shouted before taking another deep pull from her cigarette.