<div class="floatleft">(http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s91/hislipsonmine/stock-photo-sexy-woman-dressed-like-a-middle-eastern-harem-girl-80039809.jpg)</div>Soteria tossed in her sleep. She was cold suddenly and when she went to pull a certain body closer, she hit empty air. Her eyes popped open as she sat up, squinting before they adjusted to the darkness. The sound of deep relaxed breathing surrounded her and the slight sound of rippling water met her ears. With a smile she rose, careful of the other bodies around her. Tiptoeing quietly, she made her way through the large room and around pillows towards the fountain that was centered in their chambers. Rounding it, she saw her favorite kitten, a gorgeous werepanther, sitting on the side, fingertips gliding through the water.<br/><br/>She could see the sadness on Kalina's face, a deep deep hurt. Soteria held much of the same thing, being the last of her kind and all. An elf, with ethereal beauty and pointed ears that poked from her hair, even when she tried to cover them up. It lead to many questions. What had happened? Why were they killed off? Questions that were never quite answered, just the same response. "You are the last, and now you are mine," from a prince who barely even took notice of them most of the time.<br/><br/>She came up behind her best friend, arms circling her shoulders, and placed her face against hers, holding the female close. "Nightmares again, my love?" she whispered softly before placing a soft kiss on Kalina's cheek.