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"Hello. And of course, I won't make it a habit." He said, sitting down. He moved his hand in a circular motion and a cup of coffee appeared in his palm. He started drinking it, watching the others closely. "Anyone know where violet's at?" He asked, noticing she wasn't there

"She went on a run...she must have wanted to continue the pack morning run." He returns his attention to cooking

The wind blew gently through the treeleaves, almost whistling "Beware of return".

Dm may i talk to u in your room please?

He looks over. "Let me finish making breakfast for the pack and then I will be able to talk."

-she nods-i understand shall i call the pack in for breakfast or no? I can call them in

"I am sure the pack will be able to smell breakfast, little mouse." Turning around he finished making a large breakfast. Turning around, he looked over to Vanth. "Alright...we can talk now."

A nightingale landed in front of Dmitri, "The Hound will return from grave" it chirped. Then twisted it's neck 360 degrees, and turned inside out, then it flew away.

When the bird left, he somewhat growls. "Damn it.....I wonder if that Hunter will still have the Lycan virus within him." Looking over to Vanth, "I am sorry but I must look at something. "If the Hunter has returned and could attack the pack...I must keep him away from the pack."

Take me with u-grabs his paw- please let me go with you.....and dont say about my paw i will be fine so may i go with you?

The sky turned gray, a thunderstorm had rolled in.

He studies her briefly, then nods his head. "Jack will you be joining us or will you be eating?"

//Dmitri is in full human form...so he has hands right now. . Oh and welcome back Dmitry

(Oh my bad Lol) so what are we doing who are we after - she glances at jack awaiting his reply-

"A werewolf Hunter is comin back from the dead....although I have no idea how. But if he is a threat to the pack....I will have to keep him from doing so..... Although I never fought someone from the grave."

Let me fight him im already dead basically my demon can ruin him ive fought people from the dead i can take him......

The bacon and eggs flies up into the ceiling, leaving grease marks.

His eyes turned to their golden hue while his claws started to show. "You can advise me....however it is I that must fight him, as I am the alpha of this territory." He looked over as he saw the thunderstorm. "Great...I am going to smell like wet dog...." Not caring that his clothes got ripped, he shifts inside the house. His muscular frame was somewhat noticeable under his thick pelt. With his tail flicking....he runs out of the house. Once outside he lifted his head, warning Violet to be careful on her run.

The breakfast fell on Vanths face.

Shall i come with? -looks at him worry in her eyes's as the plate fell on her face- really-licks her fangs- mmmm bacon