Juliette was still asleep, she did not stir when Brian woke. In fact, she had slept alongside Brian that whole time, not moving once. She looked almost dead, her pale skin, her breathing slow. Her face had a calm look on it, soft and less pained. Her hair gently fell around her face, it had come out of the ponytail she wore. If Brian looked at her from where she was, he would think she was indeed dead. But she was not. Though...there was something wrong. Usually she didn't sleep this long, only hours at a time. Not days. Something horrible had happened. This turmoil of emotion, the overwhelming fact of all that had happened had taken its toll. And now she wasn't waking.<br/><br/>As if it could feel her turmoil, her familiar, a large raven appeared at the window sill. Brian would not know that it was hers however. It stares into the room, it's eyes matching Juliette's a light violet. Around it's neck was a silver collar, with a Celtic like tag on it. Also it had a silver band around it's left ankle. It cries out, it's voice heard even in the room where they were.