For the past few days she had adapted to the lifestyle of her charge. Really the life of a shop owner was dull and terribly quiet. Yet it was peaceful and relaxing. She had zero responsibilities. It was nice for a change. Though she was getting restless and it wasn't because her lifestyle had rapidly changed from constantly being on the go to simply not needing to go- anywhere. Spending her nights with Serafina was challenging enough. Before she found peace in her sleep night terrors were always frequent. Each night when she closed her eyes she found herself reliving the darkest parts of her life over and over again. Curled in a tight ball on Serafina's floor she would whimper and whine aloud, her figure paralyzed with fear as she suffered. Waking up terrified each night she would let herself out of Serafina's room and find somewhere else to be, sitting on the floor, or lounging out on her back porch to look at the trees and get a breath of fresh air. Though never closing her eyes unable and unwilling to subject herself to self-inflicted torture. Without much sleep she could hardly function in the daylight hours. She was running on fumes and it wouldn't be long until she simply passed out- hopefully without the nightmares surfacing. For some reason sleeping beside the leopard provided a sense of ease and security each night when he was at her side. Even when she tossed and turned in the hammock, without him, as soon as she felt his warm form press into his her own when he slid in she felt nothing but peace that coaxed her mind to calm.

Raven was contemplating on whether or not she should return to his side. After explaining to him just what he did wrong and what he had to fix it she felt it was best if she gave him some space. Part of her wanted to yell at him, to attack him, punish him for putting her in such a terrible position. Her mind was racing at all possible horrible scenarios that would come to such a thing. Instincts demanded she challenge Nadya and simply put an end to her taking out the threat. While the other part of her wanted to be nothing more than an aide, providing whatever help she could do the she-panther all to ensure that his cubs be safe and happy. These two tremendous opposite forces colliding in her mind made her a ticking time bomb amongst the felines and she wasn't so sure it was time to go back to him just yet. But if she was going to get decent sleep and return her mental and physical state to a healthy routine once more and experience all the benefits that came to sleep- she needed to handle her issues on her own.

All day she had been wandering the town beside the witch. Her padded paws aching slightly from the feel of pavement being far too harsh on her paws feeling the small scrapes start to flare up. What these items were to Serafina she had no idea half the time she was focused either on her own thoughts or simply being on guard just in case some crazy supernatural came to attack her again. Her grey ears twitched when she heard her disappointed tone slip out. Nodding her head she would move and walk beside the girl acting as some sort of common pet. Apparently no one bothered to question a wolf walking beside a girl, because nowadays there was a trend going around for humans wanting to own wolves or half-bred wolves. Her eyes would shift upwards only when she heard the witch speak up, her head lifting slightly completely baffled that there was a pair standing in front of them, a pair she didn't even detect when she was lost in her thoughts. Before she could speak up she caught an offending odor snorting softly until she felt the weight of the donut resting on her nose, his fingers barely tracing the side of her muzzle. Lips pulled back instantly as a snarl erupted and her jaws snapped twice at his fingers the donut dropping to the ground. Hackles rose as she took a step towards the dark hunter teeth remained shown as her voice boomed loudly in his mind.

"I'm not a pet...so don't you dare touch me."

She had it half in mind to simply leap and take a bite from his jugular, but she refrained from doing such a thing. Since the Masquerade night she had felt the sting of detest from Serafina causing the half-made bond between the two to be strained. Spending her time with Serafina allowed the thread between the two to only tighten even if they weren't really doing strong 'team bonding' drills. Feeling a subtle disapproval start to flare up she took a step back returning to Serafina's side glaring at Azrael. Lifting her head she could catch the familiar scents coming off the dark hunter- he was still unable to mask what he wanted. With a smug look appearing on her face she would casually tilt her head upwards to eye the girl her grey tail flicking side to side in an nonchalant manner- completely disregarding the fact that a vampire was holding an injured Were. The girl seriously only able to concentrate one thing at a time sleep deprivation causing her to not be so....alert.

"You should know Sera that Azzy still wants to mate with you...so not all is lost.

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven