Katherine gazed at the body on the floor for a few seconds until she realized that you were walking away.
With a quick swipe of a hand, she stole a good amount of whatever energy Dazet had left. But left enough so she wouldn't have to witness him dying.
After absorbing the energy, she felt much better. She gave one last look at him before turning to catch up with you. She didn't want to risk being found alone again.
"Can we still head over to the library..?" She asked slowly. "I want to go somewhere..calming before nightfall." In other words, she didn't want the image of the beat up, dying werewolf appearing in her sleep.
With a quick swipe of a hand, she stole a good amount of whatever energy Dazet had left. But left enough so she wouldn't have to witness him dying.
After absorbing the energy, she felt much better. She gave one last look at him before turning to catch up with you. She didn't want to risk being found alone again.
"Can we still head over to the library..?" She asked slowly. "I want to go somewhere..calming before nightfall." In other words, she didn't want the image of the beat up, dying werewolf appearing in her sleep.
"If you want." Glancing back towards Dazet, he said "Reshka." As he said the word, A black blade wash pushed through the body of the wolf. A semi swift end.
She began to regret not finishing him off herself. But she tried to hide her uneasiness as she followed you in silence.
Having no other instruction, he simply walked as he tried to clear his mind.
To Furorem's distaste, he witnessed the girl do... something to the beast-man right before the other person ended his life. Though, since they both weren't normal, he'd decide to follow them from a distance, sneaking down from the tree-line to perch on some rocks, trying to keep a low profile. While also trying to keep them both in his gaze.
Hopefully they'd go somewhere with books or scrolls. Something of that sort. He could rush into the city, and raid it of some of it's books.
Hopefully they'd go somewhere with books or scrolls. Something of that sort. He could rush into the city, and raid it of some of it's books.
Katherine thought back to what she saw for a bit. How the anger sparked from Nathaniel's eyes when he saw Dazet. "How long have you been banished exactly?...and do you ever have a chance of returning?"
When she got to the library, she wanted to look up if things like this happened often. But she knew that would be hard, seeing how it's a HUMAN library.
When she got to the library, she wanted to look up if things like this happened often. But she knew that would be hard, seeing how it's a HUMAN library.
He watched them for a bit longer, before seeing them go closer to a building. The building had glass doors, allowing him to see all the shelves of books inside. "Yes!" He muttered to himself. He knew following them would get him somewhere...
Now... to try to sneak on down to the library. He gets up from his rocky perch, and crouches as low to the ground as possible. With the stealthiness of a drowsy cat, he slinks down to an alleyway, near the library, knocking over a few trashcans in the process,
Now... to try to sneak on down to the library. He gets up from his rocky perch, and crouches as low to the ground as possible. With the stealthiness of a drowsy cat, he slinks down to an alleyway, near the library, knocking over a few trashcans in the process,
"I was banished at age 5. The banishment was for life. I cannot go back." His voice held no emotion, his face had become blank and unmoving except to talk.
"5 human years or..?"
Hearing such a young age surprised her, so she hoped that his aging process was different. It would be awful leaving home at such a young age.
Hearing such a young age surprised her, so she hoped that his aging process was different. It would be awful leaving home at such a young age.
"As it has been theorized for many years, werewolves live up to four times the human life span."
Even though Katherine was still sad about him being sent away from home without hopes of return, it made her feel a little better that he wasn't a small child when it happened.
She decided that she wouldn't ask why he was banned, as that could be too personal.
She then saw the building in front of her. "Hey, is that it?"
She decided that she wouldn't ask why he was banned, as that could be too personal.
She then saw the building in front of her. "Hey, is that it?"
"If it has bopks then it's probably a library." Looking through the glass doors, he saw shelves of books. "Yep."
Katherine ran up the steps to look inside. It looked kinda full.
"The humans aren't going to..know we aren't one of them right?" She asked quietly.
"The humans aren't going to..know we aren't one of them right?" She asked quietly.
"Doubtful. We do look a little odd in our current clothing."
Hoping that something small like clothing wouldn't attract attention, she pushed in the door.
The feeling of the AC was enough for her to just stand in the doorway for a few seconds.
They did do a lot of walking today after all.
She was about to do a little research project before she turned back to you and whispered, "How were you able to use that magic back there..?"
She took an educated guess that he was a werewolf based on the earlier encounter..but she didn't know they were so powerful!
The feeling of the AC was enough for her to just stand in the doorway for a few seconds.
They did do a lot of walking today after all.
She was about to do a little research project before she turned back to you and whispered, "How were you able to use that magic back there..?"
She took an educated guess that he was a werewolf based on the earlier encounter..but she didn't know they were so powerful!
"There was no magic. I was merely speaking to Gabriel. Every wolf has a series of words that, when spoken in our language, force us into our other forms."
"Woah! Cool! I'm guessing that your other forms contain more power than the original..?"
"Wolves have always been stronger when they weren't burdened by a human form."
Furorem once again begins to sneak closer. Slinking and bumbling into dark alleyways with the grace of a quiet rhino, knocking over many more things than just trash cans along the way, edging ever closer to the library, and two people near it. (or inside of it. bleh.)
Katherine was about to comment on what she learned when she heard the noise of items being knocking over.
"Do you hear that?" She asked, hoping it was just a strong wind.
"Do you hear that?" She asked, hoping it was just a strong wind.
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