<div class="floatright">(http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g393/theredfear/MaleCharPics/The-vampire-diaries-2x14-crying-wolf-tyler-lockwood-cap_mid.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong> River<br/><strong>Species:</strong> Primal - Totemic<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Redemption<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Laying out the Heist<br/><strong>Tagged</strong> Abigail, Rae, Anyala, Amilcar, Keiran </div><br/>"Don't be so certain Anyala. Last time we dared to recon the place, we estimated a minimum of a hundred fully matured Suvolte in that hive. Probably more hatchlings. And that was about two years ago. Their numbers should still be somewhere in that range, but if they've found themselves a stable food source they could easily be three times that now. We<em>think</em>the Vahrall Demons from a nearby stronghold have been raiding the Suvolte territory to keep their numbers from growing too large, too fast since their territory would be over run first if the Suvolte population exploded too quickly. If so they've done a lousy job of it, because the Suvolte have been guarding their perimeter so aggressively that we havn't been able to get a recon party more than a quarter mile into Suvolte territory in a year.  " he said, before turning his attention to Rae. Her strange combination of compliment and threat perfectly illustrated his own conflicted feelings of desire and apprehension whenever she was in the same space as him.<br/><br/>"Well...if you wanted to make sure nothing goes wrong Rae, you could always come with us..." Rae wasn't that much of a fighter compared to other vamps from what he'd observed, but one can never underestimate the value of having a team mate who can be stabbed, shot, clawed, and gutted incessantly and survive as long as they didn't take any wood to the heart or steel to the neck. They made for great forward scouts, testing for traps and such. He'd probably best not speak that part aloud though...heh.<br/><br/>Besides...she could be just as deadly in a fight as the next vamp for all he knew for sure. He didn't really know that much about her. Her age, her background, what skills and experiences she had. For all he knew she could be a ancient swordmaster who just prefers words to steel. Okay, probably not. But he'd learned never to make assumptions with Vamps. For every half dozen Mitchels, there was a Cortez or a Drusilla lurking in the shadows and you could rarely tell one from the other until the fight was on. Most vamps went down easily enough, but every once in a while you ran into one who could give you the fight of a lifetime. Or a dozen lifetimes as the case may be.<br/><br/>He turned his attention to Keiran and nodded sympathetically. He'd never heard of Totem Warriors anymore than he'd heard of Slayers. But he'd seen enough of the fight this guy had to know he could handle himself. "I was actually already planning to dispatch a Ranger patrol to do that. Take care of your friends. I saw you guys put up a hell of a fight. What was that thing that attacked you? I've never seen anything like it...."<br/><br/>He hesitated a moment, remembering the strange surge of loathing he'd felt when he first saw the thing. He didn't know why he felt it though, and just chalked it up to the new sensations that came with his new abilities. "Anyway, sure...we can stop and attend to your friends first. I wouldn't leave any of my people out to be demon fodder. We should probably burn them though. We've learned the hard way that burying bodies results in one of two things around here. Either some demon will sniff out the grave, dig it up, and eat the bodies anyway which just defeats the whole point...or zombies." he shakes his head and adds "Lots and lots of zombies... "