Luna stood feeling the wind start to pick up around her it carried the scent and feel of a storm, but the underlying feeling of dread still hadn't left her. Kuro whined and paced around her sensing her tension and whatever was in the air was affecting him too. Luna looked up at the sky as if all the answers were there waiting for her to figure them out, she couldn't understand this feeling. In all her years she had never felt anything quite like it. The girl spoke again and Luna looked back at her, attention momentarily captured.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Well, you don't want to kill me, and I have no idea how to fight. What's say we team up? I won't be a total burden, I know plant lore... and I can cook, I'm.....I'm Lysonna Dyminesk, a Half Elf....I think I know some place that will be able to weather the storm. A mansion. And maybe the owners would be willing to help us out."</span><br/><br/>She considered her options for a moment the leveled her eyes at Lysonna, her decision made and a slight smile appeared on her lips.<br/><br/>â€œSounds like a plan. Nameâ€™s Luna Conners, the Hellhound is Kuro. Iâ€™m uh, well, half Vampire half Demon. My skills range from hunting to fire starting.â€ There, now it was out there, nothing she could do to take it back or change it. She ran her tongue over her fangs suddenly nervous, this was one of the few times she had ever verbalized her pedigree. It wasnâ€™t that she feared this elf would do anything to her, she just didnâ€™t want the see fear and hate in another personâ€™s eyes because of something she couldnâ€™t help.<br/><br/>Luna took a step towards Lysonna, the pack she carried thumping against her back as she strode forward to stand in front of the half elf offering a tight lipped smile. She held her hand out, a universal gesture of friendship. Kuro stepped up next to her sniffing at Lysonna curiously.