The lupine was enjoying her extra amount of sleep, it was a rare luxury to have and she had taken full advantage of it. After her hunt with Tobias they were capable of hauling over more than 100 pounds of fish. Apparently tuna can grow a bit too large, but not large enough for her spotted friend to attempt to inhale the thing. With a full stomach and her body being far too lazy after her well-fed meal she happily slept at his side, enjoying the warmth and the feeling of safety she always felt when around him. The woman was plagued by her own nightmares, they were frequent reminders of the abuse she felt and the intense pain would return in her old scars and wounds. Yet when she closed her eyes and felt his close proximity, hearing his warm soft breathing, and his occasional purring, she could rest at ease knowing her night would go smoothly. Though now that she was awake, far much earlier than her spotted friend, she eased out from their hammock and jumped for the landing walking along the cat walk. As the curly-haired woman began to get ready for the day she could not help but catch the scent of the trespassing jungle cat and a witch. Blue-grey eyes narrowed as she moved softly out of the bathroom and towards the window that led to the front. Last night they were ambushed by a pack of Weres and although it was foolish for any of them to return to fight during the day, that didn't mean she could rule out the possibility.

Peering through the window she noticed the female as the jaguar padded quietly away from her. Tilting her head to the side she observed quietly. There was no doubt that the woman was a witch. Though her attachment to the other spotted feline was not something unusual. She too was a familiar for another Witch, but she was not needed to walk by her side daily- although really she should. With the amount of trouble Serafina got herself into it, it would be wise if the lupine would walk by her side and keep an eye on her. Then again the ebon-haired witch was not a child and she needed to make her own mistakes, preferably not trying to get herself killed. As the jaguar turned the corner the lupine growled softly not liking how close he was to her home, no, their home. Even if Tobias went somewhere else the West was his territory and she was given permission by him and his Alpha to reside here. They may not be pack yet, but she was willing to make sure there was no new oncoming threat. Always a quiet passive creature she didn't try to start trouble, but she today she just needed to make sure everyone would be okay.

Heading down the stairs she would make her way through the dusted shelves. The warehouse used to be one of the biggest weaponry stores. Yet when Lucian left so did the business. It wasn't too surprising that some people would come and think the place was still opened, but there were many signs posted around the building saying it was closed, the windows locked, and the steel doors tightly secured and locked. Reaching the front door she sighed and closed her eyes allowing her shifting to take place. The oddly marked ebony lupine began to pad softly at the door, using her telekinesis to unlock the thing. The witch would hear the steel doors locks begin to come undone, but as the doors pried open she would see a rather large looking wolf, the size of a bear. After all Raven had to take extra precaution. Stepping into the sunlight, her black banner carrying an odd marking along her tail swayed side to side in a friendly manner. As the steel doors began to close behind her, that familiar sound of the lock was being put in place. Her companion was in there sleeping and she did not want anyone to bother him, especially trespassers. As the behemoth stood looking down at the girl, she would turn her head to see the jaguar come running. Black lips would pull back slightly to shop only her canines, a subtle warning that she was in no mood to fight him...that is if he really wanted to put up a fight with a wolf the size of a bear, not to mention one of the power Weres in Sacro. Softly her haunting, yet light, voice would ease gently into the mind of the witch and the jaguar.

"This place is owned by a pack, the jaguar should be careful where he treads. This is my home, I used to work here, but if you are looking for weapons...you will find another shop about a half mile here, then take a left."

The creature would remain standing watching the two carefully. Even though she was not standing in a threatening manner, and although her voice sounded kind, she was still ready to attack and defend if needed. Best really if she didn't have to do such a thing. There was no need to have blood staining her stoop.

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven