Generally speaking, Serafina did her best to stay out of her mentors way. Their existence primarily consisted of avoiding each other as much as possible. There were times, or had been times, naturally, when their relationship had been glorious. When he was gentle, when he was proud, when he actually taught her things. It was those moments she stayed for, although really it wasn't as if Serafina had anywhere else to go. There was no family to run home to, no home she could go to. She was an orphan and, for all intents and purposes, stuck under his care. Her grey tinged gaze looked up at him with a hint of rare fear, knowing that the evening was not going to end particularly well for her. It was a deep nearby rumbling of an animal that caused her eyes to deviate from the monster she lived with. Her eyebrows rose at the familiar figure of the young wolf she'd healed what seemed like months ago. She would remember those peculiar marking from anywhere. She hadn't thought she'd see the lupine again - all together oblivious of the young woman's occasional spying. In fact, she hadn't thought about that night in a very long time. Although....she seemed bigger then the last time she'd seen Raven....didn't she?

She watched the wolf step over towards her, her gaze flittering between the creature and her mentor. The man had paused at the base of the stairs, an equal amount of surprise and discontent echoing within his pale blue eyes. Serafina felt Raven's muzzle gracing her cheek and briefly her attention shifted to the wolf, her fingertips reaching out to gently brush the fur of the girl's cheek as if to silently reassure her that, for the given moment, she was entirely okay. She allowed the wolf to step forward to place herself between Serafina and her mentor and briefly the girl used the opportunity of the distraction to slowly bring herself to her feet. She could hear the familiar lit of the wolf's voice within her mind and briefly a hint of satisfaction crossed her feminine features. Perhaps this would not end up so horribly after all. Whatever notion she had of a beneficial closing to her evening, however, was abruptly erased the moment she looked upwards at him and the seething anger displayed upon his features. He hated being told no and this was a denial far worse then any fighting or difficult time she ever gave him.

She watched his eyebrow twitch ever so slightly, the only visible display of his thoughts upon the matter. A soft puff of air left his nose as he reached upwards, his power reaching out to embrace the pair. Serafina knew this magic, she knew what was going to come next, even if he rarely used this of all his abilities. She knew a majority of what his plethora of magic held. After all, it was one of the reasons that she had chosen to stay under his care. He was a powerful warlock. Of that she could not deny and a part of her had hoped that one day she might hold even a slender of the magic that was within his grasp. She watched with parted lips as he invisibly took hold of the bear sized wolf. She watched as he took control of the blood flowing through her veins, raising the young were off the ground before sending her flying across the yard and into their neighbors fence. He took a final step down from the stair case, momentarily forgetting Serafina to focus entirely upon the wolf. Unfortunately for him, the young witch still had some measure of loyalty in tact, causing her to reach out to grab her mentor's shoulder. "Leave her alone!" She cried out, hardly wanting to get the girl involved in her own rather turbulent life style. It was enough to pull his attention towards her, at least momentarily - long enough in fact that she was sent tumbling back to the ground under his well maintained control.

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