Lycana walks down the halls, fingers grazing along the beautifully decorated walls. Pausing here and there to admire the paintings or the woodwork. Quill had definitely done a beautiful job here, but that was Quill for you, the Cherokee woman could turn the lowliest shack into a work of art. Shaking her head with a smile, Lycana opens another door, her jaw dropping as she steps into the beautifully designed ballroom. Oh yes, she was going to enjoy Wolf Manor very much.