This was stupid. Utterly idiotic. 

"They don't deserve our help." Keller grumbled angrily as she clung close to the side of her pack's Alpha, amber eyes glaring daggers into the beautiful stairs they ascended to the Coven leader's den, "and we don't need theirs." Her comments were met with low growls, warnings to shut up or go back, and she quickly ceased her whining, turning her attention to the ceiling. Such an elegant home, so large and white and yet suffocating. How... Discomforting. It was different from the wide, wind filled forest just outside, and it left Keller with such a feeling of dread that she just couldn't stop shaking. The two eventually made it to the second floor, and her Alpha quickly made his way to a door and entered, instructing her to stay outside until he was finished speaking with the other leader. Her protests were met with an angry stare, and then she was alone, shivering within the confined walls of the hall.

There was slight chatter from downstairs, most it sounded like arguments or gossip, but Keller used it as something to keep her busy, playing a silent game she had made up only a few seconds before. Her back leaned against the wall, and her ears honed in on certain voices, and then those voices would be either distinguished or ignored. This game continued until an unfamiliar presence entered the hall, and she turned to see the leader's right hand man, Nat-something. Keller allowed her eyes to glare at the floor while her hands hooked into claws, prepared for any unwanted attack, but she seemed to be ignored, and he instead stood in front of the door where the Alpha had entered. Suddenly, the door opened, and the vampire didn't move, instead stood like a stone as her Alpha exited the room. There was a moment of thick silence, and Keller nearly jumped on the stupid man, but everything was cut short as a female voice called the Nat-guy off and allowed the Alpha to re-enter the hall. She approached the taller man, staring at him with deep-set eyes,

"How'd it go?" The situation was explained as they began the short trek back downstairs, and all she could do was nod and sigh. At the bottom of the steps, Keller was instructed to go off and re-join the Pack. Her job was to keep everyone calm, which wasn't exactly the best kind of work for someone so excitable, but she did her best until the Coven leader finally descended to stand on the bottom step as well.

"We have got to get along much better than we have been otherwise we will lose this war and those we care about. Deal?" the vampire spoke, and Keller scoffed at her casualness, but quickly fixed her expression as a familiar growl and glare was turned towards her. The rest of the Pack listened rather leniently to the speech, faces showing their anger and annoyance, but other wise they were quiet and polite. The meeting ended with an interruption, the second in command of the Coven. Something about them being discovered. Instantly, the Packs and the members of the Coven began to murmur, glance at each other worriedly. Keller tried to calm them, but alas had lost her control in her group. The Alpha returned to her side and silenced the gossip with one loud bark.

Riley had returned upstairs, probably preparing for the 'meeting' that had been mentioned, and Keller turned to the Alpha, curiosity peaking,

"Who was expecting them?" She questioned quietly, to which he responded with a shrug and a wave of the hand, as if to brush her off, and with a snort she returned to the Pack and began to mingle and gossip as the rest did.

[i]'I'm not useful for anything else, it seems.'[/i]