Selene smirked as the wolf-kin went down, although a part of her winced at the sound her staff made as it struck the side of Daryl's head. Still the staff wasn't silver, she couldn't hurt a werewolf too badly without a silver weapon; right?<br/><br/>"Heh." Selene smirks at the uproar from the pack, giving a small courtesy, it felt like the appropriate response. "Thank you, thank you. Glad I could impress." She offered as she bowed her head to Dean, holding her staff in one hand and the hem of her skirt in the other. She couldn't help but smirk, it felt good to be applauded by a crowd. She took another bow.<br/><br/>Selene looked for someone to hand her staff to after the fight was officially over. "I hope I didn't break it." She offers along with a shrug as modest condolences before strolling over to her personal staff and unsheathing the naginata from the soil. She gave it a light spin before tilting it back over her shoulder, laying her arm across it as she looked back to see the defeated wolf-kin waking up.<br/><br/>She curled her fingers a little tighter around her naginata, as he lunged at her, but her smirk grew a little wider. "Anytime you want a rematch, come and find me<span class="bbc_u">boy</span>." She taunted, grinning at the dejected pup. "If you decide to take up the staff, maybe I could give you lessons." She might've been letting laurels go to her, a little.<br/><br/>Still, the endorphins didn't linger long, especially as the subject mattered turned to less celebratory things.<br/><br/>"As Samson said: "Though ye have done this, yet will I be avenged of you, and after that I will cease." Try not to take more than is due Mr. Dean." She offered along with a light dip. "If I may ask do you know what Michael's relationship to Lily was?" She may have only had a tenuous grasp of the politics involved, but it struck her as odd that a werewolf would protect a woman made out of water; unless maybe he was into that. "Or from whom it was she escaped?"