The oddly painted she-wolf was hardly a creature that enjoyed being in the spotlight. It was not like her to make an impressive entrance and she hadn't done such a thing at this time either. Standing there quietly at the doorway to the warehouse, her dial would tilt as she looked down upon the witch. The steel door behind her shut with a loud snap as the lock began to move in place. If there was a power she appreciated it was telekinesis. Being the only powerful creature in the town had its benefits. There was hardly anything she had to fear. She could protect herself, defend herself, and attack any and all threats. A witch and her familiar were nothing more than pests. Yet Raven was not such a horrid soul to think in such ways, but that didn't mean she wouldn't recognize it. Blue-grey eyes simply watched the other taking in what she needed to know and learn. As the jaguar came running to her side she couldn't help but think of how she would run to Serafina's aide the first time she felt her ebony-haired witch was in trouble. One grey-ear twitched in recognition as the Russian spoke, but her attention was torn away as Tobias made his grand entrance. If there was a creature that wanted to make a spectacular entrance, it was her deviant dark-eyed companion. Hearing his hands and fingers banging the steal side of the warehouse, the boy coming from the side entrance, her head would move in his direction watching him come. With a slight flick of her tail behind her, that smartly shaped skull would lower to his side. Allowing his fingers to clench into her thick fur, narrowed muzzle would nudge his side gently, a sign of recognition, but closeness as well. Hidden beneath her fur along her neck were the imprints he had perfectly embedded into her skin, forever showing his ownership over her. It was a bite that needed to be given to her time and time again, but never was it given for punishment, rather is was a thing meant to delight her and him. Constantly she needed his scent on her, and her scent on him, a reminder for the two and for others that crossed their paths. Yet the mark on her neck was a simple way of showing just how intimate they would go, but sadly they wouldn't go so far as touching...the girl hardly allowing him to go any further than she wished. His words bring her to a state of calm, pleased to hear praise for doing a job well done, before he manages to leap atop her back. Her skull would turn back to the witch, her voice deadpan as it tapped into the witch's mind.

"He is part cat...cats like to climb things."

That it would be degrading for him to be atop of her back wasn't a thing she really cared about. There was no bother or concern for him doing such a thing. If anything it kept him out of harm's way and that she didn't mind. He is different than most. Yet it did not bother her that he couldn't function as others. There was honesty in his brutal twisted mind and that was something she could always admire. As the boy points and speaks, his broken voice holding that feral accent, she simply stands there quietly. She hardly needed to say anything to back up what he was saying. The girl should understand and if she didn't all the more reason why she shouldn't continue to stick around. It is when the witch begins to poke around does the she-wolf feel it is time to speak. Softly her voice would enter the witch's, the jaguar, and Tobi's mind quite content with keeping all parties involved at a level of understanding.

"You are not Were so you would have not known, but your jaguar...should have known. The scents are all there he just chose to ignore it. We belong to a pack and there are more than two members."

Raven had made sure to pause every now and then, to allow the boy to be capable of comprehending what she was saying. As the boy grabbed her ear, it would twitch, not pleased that he was practically shouting in her ear. She did not wish to harm the witch and her familiar, but this was claimed territory and they were trespassing. It was difficult for the young woman to fight off instincts sometimes, especially when she was being subtly egged on by the need to follow what he says. Always she could do what she wanted when she wanted, but there were times in certain moments, like this one, when what he said goes. This was her home, this was a home she had made for them in a district owned by him and his pack. The need to protect her home and others was a thing that always needed to be done and would continue to be done, even if they were looking at a powerless witch and her kitty pet. A low growl could be heard coming from the wolf the size of a bear. Her dial tilted downwards to look down upon the witch. Using her powers she curled it around the growling jaguar and quickly threw him into the brick wall from a building that stood behind the witch. Black lips pulled back to reveal her sharp teeth as the fur around her neck stood up. The boy continuing to count in a non-sequential order. Slowly her mind began to waver on the border of humanity and that feral diseased mind of hers. The girl was such a timid and quiet creature, but now being in this form, with the need to keep her chosen male companion safe and their home protected, it was easy for her mind to sway into that dark chaotic part. She would move slowly towards the witch, her voice still very soft, but holding a threatening note in it.

"Tobi...she is not running...we attack now...yes?"

Now who's afraid of the big bad, bear sized, wolf?

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven