We were chasing the thunder inside the storm;

Mira nodded perhaps the council should have worried her more like it did Raven and yet it hardly provoked the same anxiety within her. Regardless, she didn't voice that opinion, willing to suffer the fate of cautiously slow driving. Yet it hardly stopped her from provoking her if only to lighten the dismal mood of that vehicle. She hardly meant to offend Raven, not in the slightest. So when she went dangerously quiet, that car flooding with an impending awkwardness that was practically tangible. Now she did it. Maybe she pushed her a little too far. For a moment longer of that insufferable silence it was soon shattered by Raven's deadpan reply. Mira flat out stared at the woman in attempts to gather a reading on her, while that vehicle slowed to a halt at that red light before Mira's laughter all but exploded within that car. How unexpected a response that she expected from Raven herself and yet it made it all the better.

"It's ALWAYS the quiet ones you need to look out for." Mira soon after grinned, that tease easily drifting from her lips never losing that playful edge. That tension entirely vanished like it never existed, the dark-haired woman infinitely relieved. Hey if Tobias and Raven were into some kinky shit, well good on them. The world could always do with a little more of it in the world.

It was, however, nice when they finally picked up momentum. The drive in itself wasn't all that bad, yet she could barely care for her surroundings which simply looks like a blur of trees and farmer's fields, which made it easy to allow her thoughts to wander. They were about to shake a hornet's nest that didn't need shaking.... Or perhaps it did.. it was arguable based on whom you asked. In truth, Mira should have kept her nose strictly out of business that did not affect her directly or the pack, she had enough worries plaguing her mind. And yet, here she was anyways, willing to fight by Raven's side simply because it felt like the right thing to do. Even though the opinion of right and wrong was certainly a grey area, this however, was not. In the middle of those thoughts, Raven's hand shot out protectively in front of Mira to protect the she-wolf from impending danger of..... what exactly she wasn't sure. Death by dip in the road? Yet that gesture was not lost, Raven's protective nature shining brightly then. It was admirable and sweet, it was strange having that level of care offered to her. How vastly different this pack was in comparison to anything Mira had ever known.

Raven's voice sounded hushed, nothing more than a whisper as though they could potentially be heard within the parking lot. Mira peered outside the window then as if scanning for some danger lurking about in the trees, for the most part it seemed quite desolate. Mira rose a brow turning her head to peer at Raven inquisitively. "A basement? This complicates things a bit.. but not by much.. this whole thing is risky and I've never scoped out the place.. So I'm going to need to rely on you to show me the way. We will free as many as we can along the way.. Fortunately, by the looks of it, it doesn't look like there is many people home.." She lowered her voice a little as if feeding into Raven's own concern of being heard. "We will do the best that we can, given what we have.. but if you are in danger.. if this its too risky. There is no way I want to bring home a broken Raven to your husband or Tetradore. The cost would be too great. We do what we can and then we get out, okay? No dicking around playing hero if we can't win this, promise?" She couldn't hide the concern within her voice even if she tried. It looks like Nightshade life was wearing on her.

Both of them seemed to peer out at the warehouse simultaneously, that ominous hulking building staring at them in the face. Mira reflected inward for a moment, carefully considering this through. It wasn't too late for them to turn around now and drive home or do something else. Although she had a sneaking suspicion Raven would not let this go. She drew in a steadying breath then, listening as blue-grey eyed woman spoke of her powers simply put. "That could come in handy. Hmm." She pondered this.. "I noticed.. I am far stronger in my wolf form.. I might need to shift for this.. if I am to use my powers. Perhaps.. If I melt the locks... could you use your telekinesis to force them open?" She offers, it was best they figured this out now than under the pressure of time and danger at their backs.

"This shadow armour.. can it stop bullets? For example?" She questions, wanting to know as much as she can. "Lets hope your feral side stays stowed this time around... Although, I don't seem to mind her company." She grinned, that playful sarcasm dancing within her word before her face took on a more serious look. Her golden eyes looking out into brush at nothing in particular.

"Raven.. if something happens to me.. you get out of there okay? I don't care. You do what you need to do." She nodded her head resolutely, that matched her very words. It was better that way. That dark look seemed to pass quickly at the mention of that nickname which in turn provoked an eyebrow raise. "Spitfire, huh? That's a first, but I can make this work. I am ready when you are... Granny." That smile that overtook her features then was nothing short of speechless, knowing very well of the look that was to come of that nickname given after just how slow that drive was.

I'd rather be dangerous;

MIRA RAMOS