<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=72262.msg3213517#msg3213517">Quote from: Shoshana on June 28, 2010, 05:24:58 am</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Nate felt his pulse quicken. Something about her soft smile encouraged him--perhaps he had found the one. He kept smiling at her, but he put an earnestness in his voice so she would know that he was serious.<br/><br/>"My family has been in service to wolves for generations. I'm here to continue that tradition. Do you, ah, do you have a human in service to you yet?"<br/><br/>Unfortunately, Kiryu chose that moment to walk back into the room, holding a seriously injured vampire by the throat! Nate glanced back at Samantha and nodded at her, trusting her to answer him as soon as she could. Then he went forward to check on his friend and to help him put the injured vamp down gently. Even if the vampire had attacked Kiryu--and Nate assumed that was the case--they would have to see to its wounds. No wolf should be responsible for taking the first life in this experiment.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Samantha watched as Nate stood up and rushed to the wolf in the door way. Her hope faded that he might be looking for someone.  He had obviously been asking because he knew of someone that needed a wolf protector. She turned and looked away from the carnage.  Something inside of her stirred. She felt the desire to eat large quantities of rare steak.  She stifled a laugh. She loved going out to restaurants and ordering a steak rare.  They almost never got it right. When she said rare she meant that she wanted the meat to be waved over the fire, once or twice.  She hoped the cafeteria had that kind of food.