When the woman sheathed her blade that was good enough for what Fafnir wanted, he would have preferred her with no weapon but a sheathed blade was a step in the right direction. Suddenly the black wolf seemed to melt away, like wax exposed to flame, in mere seconds the the nude fair skinned man with the long black hair was before her, the pose not having changed at all. With a flourish of the wrist Fafnir bowed deeply at the waist, his glowing red eyes of the man never leaving her for a moment. The red glow around Fafnir's eyes quickly faded, leaving them a warm brown color, his vision changed with the shift in color. Now he could only see the woman from the luminescence of the full moon.<br/><br/>"Silver is an interesting choice for a blade, with but a simple blessing it could easily be a dangerous weapon against you", Fafnir stated as he rose up from his bow. As the man rose the mist began to fade, taking with it the extra light it had been providing, the wolves seemed to calm and they came in closer to Fafnir, standing as a wall between the vampire and him. Fafnir reached down and petted one of the wolves absentmindedly, the entire pack seemed to calm.<br/><br/>"By chance do you know what I am?"