kissing death and loosing my breath

The young witch entirely ignored the indignant response from her blond companion. She hardly wanted to break out into some ridiculous truffle about who could better heal her companion. She watched as the woman drank the entirety of the vial she gave her though the witch hardly had the chance to see her potion come into effect before the window behind her cracked, shattering into a million pieces before the furniture came capitulating into the direction of the party at large. The female pivoted in place at the sound of the glass exploding behind her, her grey tinged gaze caught the glimpse of a side table before her hand was firmly grabbed and her figure roughly pulled the lithe female out of way, protecting her with a blinding flash of light. Her gaze shifted away, her eyes adjusting to the sudden shield that had embraced her as the girl slowly began to recognize the protective arms that momentarily held her from the furniture that had threatened to harm her. A small frown crossed her ops as the man suddenly stepped away from her, the fur of the large lupine brushing against her legs as the wolf circled around her. Her hand reached up, moving through her dark locks as her gaze surveyed the scene in front of her.

Her lips pressed together in a thin line as she eyed the hunter in front of her. His hasty movements and insistence that he didn't want to clean up the sidewalk left a sour taste within her mouth, causing her to pivot on her heels, her hand reached down to gingerly brush against the fur of the lupine just in time to watch the shift overcome the anaconda, brought on by the drink that Serafina had given her. It was delayed but never the less she was pleased. Momentarily the female was distracted by watching the wounds of the woman close, her potion boosting the anaconda's natural healing abilities, as the sleepy snake fell in coils around the vampire. "She'll be fine. Just leave her be." She commented softly to any who cared enough to listen before, slowly, her gaze shifted towards the auburn haired vampire and the inquiry that pressed into her skull. Even Serafina had to admit that it was strangely beneficial to the young woman though after her last experience with the after life, Serafina was far less puzzled by this discovery then perhaps her companions were.

The girl watches the fashion at which the female in question seems to step next to her vampire companion, as if he somehow would protect her from this supernatural force. There was clearly something between them but it was hardly her place to pry or speculate on what that was. Instead a small shrug crossed the girl's shoulders, her soprano voice reaching out to the group at large. "It wants your attention. Clearly it likes you too, or else you wouldn't have been so...protected." She paused for a moment, her mind tugging at the recollection of headless boys that had tried to so harm the warlock in her basement. She shook her head ever so slightly, her grey tinged eyes shifting through the ruins. "We'll have to capture it...or something." She stated, not really expanding upon what it was, much less how to do so until the girl leaned down to pluck from the mess a single, unbroken mirror. "This will do I think." She stated, her head tilting to the side before her gaze shifted back towards the two men present. "You both have some control over light, surely one of you can do something?" Serafina turned her attention towards the pair, her gaze focusing primarily on the mysterious vampire then her own familiar dark hunter.