Having just sat down for a moment in one of the newly refurbished chairs in the small bed a breakfast the pack had purchased in light of the horrific last two years that they had had. Niall had just finished putting in the last of the furniture in the rooms to get the place ready for the first couple of guests that would be arriving in the next week or so. The Bed & Breakfast was small, two stories with the top floor having all of the guest bedrooms, 6 in total. Three of them had king size beds and the other three had two full size beds in each of them. There was a bathroom in each and then the bottom floor there was a single bathroom, a kitchen, a dining hall, and a lounge area.

The property itself was just over a 1,000 acres and was covered in large sections of woodlands as well as having some grassland areas. It would operate almost like a small little resort, the pack had bought the entire small town that surrounded the bed and breakfast and the members of the pack 'leased' the shops and the little cabins behind the bed and breakfast to live in and work out of. It was a steal truly that they had gotten all of this, it had needed some fixing up from being uninhabited for the last 5 or so years but that hadn't been a problem for the pack to fix things.

Now sitting here, everything was fixed and livable finally after the first month here had been spent sleeping in the barn with the animals they had gotten all of the small cabins done so everyone had a place to live and then they had fixed the bed and breakfast and the stores and little shops. He could finally breath a sigh of relief and relax a bit now that everything was done. Niall wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He peered out the small window in the bedroom he was sitting in and saw that the sun was starting to come up. Everyone else would be getting up soon and he would have to take the pack on a celebratory hunt when the sun started to set. Here they could be free, their property back the some thousands of acres that was the Big Horn National forest. It was slightly colder here than in their last home but they would make it, they were proving that right now.

Willow woke up and stretched. She looked around her small cabin, happy to be in her own bed. Slowly, she got up and rubbed the last of sleep from her eyes as she crossed the room to the simple sink in the kitchen her cabin contained. She drank strait from the tap and splashed her face.
"Good morning," she murmured at the window, putting on her usual clothes while smiling widely at the prospects of the new day in a safe place. Willow spent the rest of her morning time tidying up her cabin before exiting to tend to the few small bushes she had planted by her door.

Johnathan Woke on the twin mattress needing little. He took to the basin washing his face and shaving. He dressed in his brown jeans and an extremely faded blue jean shirt with brown buttons. Stepping outside he took in the rustic look and breathed the fresh air. It was a small community and he loved everything about it but the fence. It was explained to him why it was needed but he couldn't see past the imprisoned feeling it gave him. Not too long before he had a run in with a ranger in one of the parks. The dart in him and the cage he woke to it was small and it taught him the fear of small enclosures. Thankfully he was released to a different section of woods but he left not wanting to repeat the incident.

Now there was more land then he could mark and the upright wolves would never try to capture him. He knew that tonight was the hunt and it was a town activity. They would need wood so he went back to the tree he had cut up and lashed it to the yoke so he could pull it into town. He took off his shirt to keep it from tearing and laid it on the log. Using his inner strength made him feel good. Johnathan would get a little more hair on his limbs and chest but it was all right. His bare feet pushed into the earth and he felt the weight move with each step as he pulled it to the town. Once there it would rest where they would have the fire to celebrate the hunt later tonight. Just four more of these logs and the fire would burn all night. Johnathan was grunting at the weight and after the last log for the fire he took to the rain barrel and splashed some water over him. Cupping his hands he also took a few sips of the cool water. He looked around to see who was up and about.

@Ayla
Johnathan saw Runa's wave and returned it with one of his own. His smile didn't get any bigger but for him it was a good sign. He rushed over still sweating from the logs but by now had lost the extra hair. "Morning, can I help out I'm?" He had seen Runa around. She was a nice girl and a member of the town so that made her a friend in his eyes.

"You're very welcome." He said as he gave a friendly smile. "Glad to help out. I just got the wood for tonight's hunt. Its a nice day out so I like to get stuff done that needs doing." He walked with her carrying what she gave him like they were eggs.

Standing with the warm smile he quietly watched Runa's interaction with the child. Feeling the need to let them be his set the spools of fabric down in a clean spot. Johnathan waved "If there is nothing else I'll leave you two be." He made sure to close the door politely as he left to the kitchen to see if anyone needed his help.

The dawning sun left streaks of light across Runa’s face in her bed. A muffled groan as she woke slowly. A new day was here and she had some finishing touches up to her shop down in the small village to complete. The cute little shop was homey and cozy like her little cabin was and she couldn’t help but give a little smile to the empty bedroom that life had been so fortunate so far. Excited to open the shop for the first time ever she very nearly jumped out of bed.

As Omega no one would pay her much mind, it was almost like being a loner, something that Runa would be just as fine with. But, pack life was inviting. Even as the lowest ranking member. She liked it better than being an Alpha. There were so many rules then, but now as long as she did not break pack law she was free to do as she wished. Feeling liberated Runa did happy little dance as she pulled out some clothes for the day. Nothing fancy, just her favorite pair of jeans and a loose fitting T-shirt in a nice royal blue. The fabric well worn and butter soft against her pale freckled skin.

Brushing out her hip length strawberry blonde hair she quickly braided it down her back to keep it out of her face as she worked. No make up for this saucy she-wolf. Looking quickly in the full length mirror hanging off her bathroom door she decided she looked damn hot without it. A quick brush of her teeth and other daily morning to do’s and she was tugging on her standard black leather paddock boots and she was scooping up the newest editions to her collection of spools of fabric and bouncing out her door for brisk walk to the little village.

Almost unable to contain her smile behind her usual cool composure she settled for a bit of pep in her step her braid swinging to the beat of her walk offering a small wave (even with her arms full of fabric) to Johnantan if he chose to notice her, it pays to be polite and she didn’t want to get on anyone’s bad side. But, it also wouldn’t hurt to have a friend or two.

@Markofkri

Runa gave Johnathan a bright smile as he jogged over. "If you'd like to help I certainly won't turn it away." She replied. "That's very kind of you to offer. Thank you." The smaller female would gingerly relinquish a few spools of fabric to him. "You're out and about early." She commented warmly.

A little laugh and she nodded in agreement stopping at the humble door of her little shop. The sign over the door advertising "Alterations, Repairs and Custom Clothing". The large window showing the dark interior, the silhouette of her sewing machine and front desk. The large windows lacking curtains but she had plenty of fabric to choose from and free time until she gathered clients to make a pair up. Balancing the spools in one arm she unlocked the door and let it swing open inward flicking on the lights as she entered. Setting the spools down on the front desk for now so she could take the ones in Johnathan's arms.

The shop was modest. With only two dressing stalls bereft of curtains as well and the standard three sided mirror. A fabric rack in the back corner was almost completely full and an antique dresser was full of other materials. Like ribbons, threads, needles and clothing patterns. Sewing forms were in a neat line against the back wall both genders were there in both adult, petite and junior sizes as well as a few child sized forms. "Tonight should be exciting!" Runa exclaimed leaning against the counter. "A nice thing to celebrate is heart warming."

Clay's arrival
A new guest



For the past few nights Clay could feel the full moon nearing, it's pull growing stronger and stronger each passing night. He had sought out familiar ground to see it out, only it wasn't too familiar any more.

The unexpected sight brings a growl deep in his throat as he arrives out the front entrance, his presence announced long before his arrival by the loud roar of his restored old Harley. He kicks the stand out as he shuts it off, he sits silently in thought looking over the done up establishment.

Clay had long lost much of his sense of smell after a serious motor bike accident that required some major facial reconstruction, but since becoming wolf it had started coming back, it was just difficult to distinguish. Something didn't smell right here but Clay wasn't sure what.

He chuckles to himself dismissing the thought, grabbing the leather rucksack from the back of his bike he flings it over his shoulder and fine leather jacket that sits open, flapping in the wind.

His heavy boots step one after another as he approaches and enters the entrance of the bed and breakfast, a cocky smirk on his face and a curious glint of excitement in his pale blue eyes.

*Knock, knock, knock*

"Hello?"

@Ayla@Markofkri
Celeste slowly blinked her eyes open, one tiny hand reaching up to rub at them. At first, she didn't recognize where she was. "Mommy?" The child mumbled, still half-asleep as she sat up and looked around. When she realized that this was not her room she felt her stomach drop. Oh..right...Momma wasn't here anymore. She was asleep up in the sky. For the millionth time in these couple of weeks, Celeste found herself once again holding tears at bay. Mommy wasn't coming home, no one she knew was. The bad wolves made sure of that. But she was with nice wolves now, they would take care of her right? The small child sighed and climbed out of her bed. She got dressed in a purple long-sleeved t-shirt, a black shirt, white leggings and her boots. She brushed her curls out before making her way towards the door. Though the sun had just risen, the Inn was full of sounds. People doing this and that, preparing for something tonight. Deciding that she wasn't hungry and that she didn't want to get in anyone's way, the child stepped outside. Having not been there for very long she didn't know her way very well yet.

So she decided to wander. She eventually came upon a clothing shop and peeked her head inside. There were two people in there. Runa and Johnathan if she remembered correctly. The little girl bit her lip, wondering if she could been any help. Hiding half-behind the door, Celeste spoke up. "M-Miss Runa? D-Do you need any help?" The child asked timidly, not used to being around these wolves yet.

@XxLyraxX@Markofkri

Runa's pale eyes darted to the sound of the silver doorbells to see who had just entered the shop. Her features warming into a gentle welcoming smile. "Good morning little Celeste!" She said motioning with a hand that the girl could come in. "It's funny you asked, because I believe I do." Runa bent down a little more to be at a closer eye level to the girl. Runa had always loved children, but still had no desire to raise any pups of her own just yet. With an extended lifespan who needed to rush? "I can't decide on what color curtains to put up in the window or for the dressing rooms. Do you think you could help me with that?"

She gave Johnathan another warm smile and a wave of goodbye a bubbly, "Thanks again!" as he left.

@Ayla
Celeste watched as Johnathan exited the shop after sitting the fabric down before she turned her attention back to Runa. As the older wolf knelt down to be more on Celeste's level, the child gave her a timid smile. At Runa's question on whether Celeste could help, the child nodded. "Momma used to let me help decorate the living room. Papa would help too though he normally just chased me around the table." The child said without thinking, the smile fading from her face as her words registered in her mind. The tears came once more and Celeste once again pushed them back. "S-So what can I help with first?" The child asked, forcing her sad thoughts away. Momma and Papa wouldn't want her to be sad, they always said her smile could brighten up anyone's day and so it was a crime to hide that smile from the world.

@XxLyraxX

Runa did her best to hide how the child's sadness plucked at her heartstrings, only a barely visible tension around her eyes would show through as she gave the girl another smile. "Excellent then, you have plenty of experience in this then. There are a lot of colors and patterns to choose from and I trust you to pick the very best one." Scooping up the spools she had brought this morning she nodded her head in the direction of the fabric rack. "Come on then, little one." Runa would fill up the empty racks with the spools in her arms, setting the few extra on top of the dresser she was using for extra storage. Various colors and fabrics were at little Celeste's disposal. From cool blues to warm browns. Purples and pinks, greens and yellows even a few oranges. Cottons, silks, linens and even some spools of denim to make jeans.

Kleo had arisen earlier in the morning, just before the sun had risen and before most of her pack-mates had as well. Her hair a fair mess as she found her way to a brush and bucket of water freshening up before standing tall and striding from buildings confines. Bright amber hues scouting forward as she took a deep breath in of the new territories scents. She'd spent the better part of her morning checking on all the animals throughout the fields and those still within the barn, stopping to help other pack-mates with anything necessary before finding herself now entering back into the slowly coming alive community of lycans.

Bright smile tearing across her face as she headed for her cabin, her instincts telling her Celeste was already out and about whilst Tyrone was more than likely still dead to the world. As she neared the wooden porch she'd allow herself to glance around, listening to those around as she rolled her shoulders and quickly stepped up the few necessary levels to enter the building.

"Ty? Bronze? Celeste?" she'd calmly ask in hushed tones. She'd full well known both Bronze and little Celeste had found things elsewhere to attend to and she made slow approach to the one room she knew slumbering pale child would probably still be. As she approached the agape doorway she'd raise slender limb to gentle push open the door enough for her head to peek through at the well tired young pup, I'll let him get away with it this time, she'd think to herself before exiting and pulling the door back to it's original position.

Though that's when it hit her, something felt a little off, she had a cabin closer to the bed and breakfast closer so that the pups could get around easier and were always within hearing range. The hairs on her neck raising slightly as she felt something different in the air, not yet aware of exactly what as she'd make her way out front of the cabin and settle glared sights upon the nearby building where most would gather for the mornings noisy breakfast.

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Groaned lightly as legs and arms were tossed about, small head cocking this way and that as young form tossed and turned through what appeared like uncertain dreams. His movements natural for his mother to witness as he was an over imaginative and over eager child, though heavy sleeper he was in-deed no matter what seemed to be going on around him or within his mind. The movement of those in the cabin and outside offering little change to slumbering demeanor and approach of stranger upon territory causing little stir to his tired eyes.

As mother entered once more to check on him he'd flicker eyes open for split second in unconscious state before flipping and laying upon stomach, face within suns rays as they penetrated uncovered windows surface. Though he'd not awaken even as parental exited to pursue other activities. Tyrone, for now, continued to slumber, the sounds of occasional grunting or groaning emerging the room as he tossed and turned waiting until some unfair soul decided it was time to get up.

@Ayla
Celeste felt her eyes widen as Runa lay out more fabric than she had ever laid eyes upon. It looked like every color was there as well as a few she didn't know the name of. And so many pretty patterns! There were so many, how would she ever chose? The child stood there, brushing her curls back from her face as her eyes ran over all the fabric. Right then. She eliminated the denim right away. While the fabric made good clothes, it had no place hanging in the window. Next, her eyes ran over all the bright colors but she scratched them off the list. If it hurt her eyes to look at them then it will probably hurt others eyes. Besides, if the sun shone through the bright fabric it would make it too blinding to even glance at. With one hand placed on her hip and the other tapping her chin thoughtfully, Celeste examined what was left. Finally she pointed to a baby blue fabric made from cotton with delicate white swirls spiraling across the fabric. "I think that one should be for the window andddddd..." She scanned her eyes once more over the spools before she finally pointed at a purple fabric that faded in a white ombre near the bottom. "And that one for the dressing rooms."

Niall was still sitting and relaxing a few moments when there was a distinct knock on the door of the bed and breakfast. He stood swiftly, knowing anyone in the pack would not bother knocking and saying hello. For a moment he wondered if it was a guest who was mistaken about the grand opening date for the place, that was quickly displaces as he got closer to the door and realize it was wolf, he'd heard a motorcycle and really hoped he wasn't going to have to get into a fight today. They'd had many join the pack in the last several years, his parents had always given people a chance and he would as well. It had diversified their pack and made them strong, they had been one of the biggest packs in the United States before the killings started.

Niall pulled himself up to his full height, pulling in a deep whiff of air before he opened the door. On the other side of the door was a male who looked as if he spent most of his time on the road.
"What can I do for you?" Niall rumbled in a low bass voice. The wolf appeared to only be curious right now, Niall didn't particularly the cocky grin on his face but he was fairly sure he hadn't been expecting an Alpha to answer the door the bed and breakfast though he should have been able to scent Niall.

He could see Elize out of the corner of his eye headed straight for them, she was striking really. Most she-wolves were not built in the manner that she was. She was tall and lean with long thick locks of hair and her blue eyes shone fiercely as she walked towards them just fast enough to make her hair whip around her face. She always looked like she was in the middle of her own personal storm.


The tall, tawny, shepherdess bared her teeth and stretched, as she awakened fully. She had been awake for a bit but not quite to the level she might have ought to have been. Unlike many of the pack Elize slept in her wolf form, nothing like being unprepared and asleep. She had learned long ago to never sleep unprepared, her whole pack had been slaughtered like nothing and she was the only one of her bloodline left and she had not escaped unharmed. Scars littered her blonde muzzle and her face along with her front legs. She hadn't been very old then, only twelve but she had fought for her life.

She shook away the memories as she shifted back into her human form, her body resizing and reframing itself. Even in her human form she was tall and well muscled but her hair was dark while her skin was a frosty white dotted with freckles across the bridge of her nose and across her shoulders. She pulled on a pair of dark jeans that wouldn't get in the way while she tended to the animals. Slipping her loos blouse over her head she headed out the door. Her cabin was the farthest away from the bed and breakfast but she had the best nose by far of any of the wolves in the pack. Living alone for so many years had given her a tune up most wolves would never wish upon their worst enemy. Her sharp features tensed, her nose flaring as she partially switched, just allowing the wolf to raise its great head enough to assist her human nose.

There was a wolf here who wasn't supposed to be, Elize narrowed her eyes as she moved towards the scent. She was currently down wind of the foreign wolf but she made a direct route for the source of the scent. It was clearly a male but with a pack here to back her up she had little to fear. She had looked death in the face several times before now.

Arms beneath his head, Bronze tilted his head slightly up in a grimace hearing a sound he knew all to familiar. The industrial size fridge press up against the back wall, taking a full three quarter's of the wall space hummed to life, vibrating lowly in the background.The motion from the head triggering a bolt of pain in his lower spine from sleeping on the counter in the store. Pushing upwards with his elbows to straighten up even more, he looked around his shop again for the hundredth time in the past few days. Everything was in neat order, the shelf's lining the walls while other stands fill with goods and items were throughout the store. The industrial size fridge that was situated on the back wall, taking a full three quarter's of the wall space hummed to life, vibrating lowly in the background. Ignoring the pain in his back, he begun pushing up even more, swinging his legs over the counter, fully sitting upright with the motion. Gently massaging his back, he quickly jumped off the polished top of the counter, landing lightly on the floor. With a shake of a body, Bronze loosed up all the cramps and aches that had he had accumulated throughout the night while sleeping on such a surface. He had slept on worse, but now at least he had something to look forward to after sleeping like this. Kleo's Massages.

"A blacksmiths hand's are something not part of this world" Bronze thought to himself. Just remembering the those shapely fine fingers sparked a shudder and a dreamy smile across his face. With a slight shake to his head, he got back on track to what lay ahead. With a glance down, the goofy grin that he still had spread from thinking of Kleo quickly morphed into a wry smile at the wrinkles in the Tan cargo pants. "Appearances" silently mused bronze. Turning toward the The only other door besides the front entrance, he strode toward the closed-door at the back. Neatly surrounded by it was the book section. Filled to the brim with books. Countless books of this regions were here, along with different maps and information about the surrounding area and a wider area still. He would loan them out to any who asked, keeping careful track of who took what. Reaching the door, he push softly past the swinging door, steering through several crates and such obstacles to reach his desk. While strolling past the desk heading toward one of the cabinet's next to the desk, he gave a routine glance over the desk. Noting that everything was still neatly align just the way he had it the night before, he opened one of drawer's, pulling out a neatly folded set of cloths. Quickly changing, he hung up his other clothes on a rack in the corner. Settling in the clothes, he quickly trotted through the crates once again, he went out the back door, pushing open the screen door quickly stepping down the step's. With a slow measured pace, he scanned the surrounding area, twitching his nose in the air he filter through the scents that assailed him. Nothing setting off alarms in his head, he quickly set off toward the cabin Kleo's

Checking the watch on his wrist, he sped up even more. Kleo wouldn't be happy if he missed breakfast with Tyrone and Celeste. Though they could always be gone by the time he came back. He didn't always sleep in the store, but sometimes he just fell asleep while listening to the sounds through the front window's. Thoughts of the counter and the pain he had felt this morning brought Kleo face swirling through his mind. He felt pleased with his mate, being strong yet soft in her way. Turning a corner to get on the main street, he spied a figure in the near distance. Straight as an arrow shot from a bow he went to her side. Taking note that she looked a little uneasy, he quietly walked up toward her. Lightly brushing her hand, reassuring her that he was here, he looked around to see if the cubs were in sight. "Don't see Celeste or Tyrone around. They still sleeping?" Bronze murmured in a quiet tone directed toward his mate.

CLAY

Niall's question seemingly rolls right over Clay. There was a subtle reaction but a keen observer would notice it, in that split moment of initial eye contact Clay tensed up, his muscles tightened, his jaw clenched and his nostrils flared. But what ever he felt he hid it well as he casually lean's against the door way, his eyes locking with Niall's.

While staring him down he catches a glint of Elize in Niall's gaze and instinctively twists to see what approaches. Instantly his smirk grows into a full smile as he shamelessly enjoys the view. He chuckles softly watching her approach, looking up and down her tall and lean body he eventually catches the ferocity in her blue eyes.

"Uh-oh, So, uh this yours?" He asks gesturing to the building around them but still watching Elize with a predatory gaze. With his pale blue eyes exhuming his rugged charm, he runs a hand through his hair pulling it back in preparation of her arrival.

Would continue staring uncertainly towards the large bed and breakfast. Something was a little off that made her hairs stand on end, yet she remained at bay until she heard the familiar crunch of footsteps approaching from the side. Quick flutter of lashes covering soft hues as she settled sights upon the dark skinned man that somehow drew a elegant smile upon her face. Feet shifting lightly as she turned towards him and allowed her hand to graze across his whilst she tilted her head upwards to meet his gaze. Both slender limbs reaching to rest elongated digits upon his sides she'd tilt her head, "You've got to stop over-working yourself," she'd allow to slip through pale lips, firm yet still feminine hands working there way around him in gentle embrace while lightly applying pressure in soothing rubs up and down his back, "There's plenty of time to get everything set up and there's plenty of others to help with anything if you need it," she'd continue on before returning to the original question asked.

"As for the pups, Tyrone is still asleep, he seems caught up in some manner of dream as always, but I will get him up soon; and I assume Celeste has wandered off to occupy herself since I left a little before sun-rise to attend my own chores," she'd say quite calmly, not too worried about the young pup knowing there were plenty of members around to keep them close and safe. Eyes soon trailed back to the bed and breakfast as she gestured towards it, "Seems something's a little off if you'd like to company me to assess the situation, though I know for a fact Niall will already be attending to it," she'd huff in knowing tones.

Though before they decided to move off in any manner she'd turn back towards the small yet suitably sized cabin to retrieve Tyrone, they may has well gather everyone for breakfast if the situation wasn't serious and was already under-control it would not hinder her need to ensure everyone was fed. "I'll go get sleepy," she'd smile lightly as she quickly paced back within the buildings confines and head back to the same room she'd been into before, slender hand reaching to open to bare slumbering tossing child to bright honey brown sights.

"Hey buddy, time to get up," she'd slowly begin speaking as she moved to the beds side, sitting slightly perched upon it's edge as she reached to lightly rock boys shoulder, "Wakey-wakey mister," she'd continue in babied vocals. Though as she watched child partially stir in attempts to ignore the unfair time to get up she'd lightly bend fingers like claws ready to tickle, "Don't make me send in the tickle monster," she'd grimace upon this set of words teasing with quick short tickles under his arms and on his stomach as she leaned in closer waiting for his response as she woke him up in what she hoped to at least keep him in a good mood and as soon as he'd try to roll away upon his back she'd lean in further and initiate her tickle attack, "I'm gonna getcha!"

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Stirred lightly as he shifted and rolled, face half buried within soft sinking surface of spaceship patterned pillow, crinkled matching sheets and blanket scattered around him as he groaned and mumbled under his breath upon the approach and sound of mothers voice. His bright striking hues of almost unnatural sapphire flickering into view as she placed hand upon his shoulder and continued talking even though he ignored what he could, "I don't wanna get up," he'd grumble through still half buried mouth. When finger-tips ready for tickling touched his side though followed by what he knew wasn't an empty threat he'd try to roll away, legs kicking as she began quick short tickle sessions. As he rolled onto his back and was attacked with tickles he'd open his eyes wide and squealed lightly as he attempted to speak only for it to come out full of laughter, "No!"

Though the tickles didn't stop so quick as he recoiled into the fetal position, legs tucked tight as he tried to use them to push her away and arms flailing as he attempted to grasp at her longer, more muscled limbs, "Mummy! No!" he'd squeal again, the laughter a quick give away he wasn't in pain or being hurt as he sat up and continued his attempts to get away quite visibly wide awake now as he writhed and emit echoing vocals, "Muuuummmm!".

@XxLyraxX

"Excellent choices, my lady! They shall make fine curtains indeed!" Runa said playfully with a laugh. As she started out rolling out enough fabric for the curtains. She had done all manner of measurements the day before and was well prepared. "Tricky part now is what color of threads to pick out for purple one." Runa explained on as she gathered first the blue fabric in her arms and set it on her large table, on it sat a large square ruler good for clothing measurements, but for now a standard tape measure would suffice. But, she stopped mid task of spreading out the fabric as a shudder shook up her spine. "Darling Celeste, I think it's time we took you back to Kleo and Bronze... They must be wondering where you are." She didn't want to scare the girl so she said. "I'm sure you're hungry by now, growing pups need to eat if they want to be strong and I have no kitchen here to feed you."

The small strawberry blonde Omega stuck out one shapely hand to the girl and again gave her a warm inviting smile.

Elize Vanzant

Elize Vanzant did not shy from her route, her face did not waver as the strange male eyed her. She could easily guess that he wasn't nearly the size of Niall, lone males tended to be towards the middle of the body range size. Very rarely were they as large as a reining Alpha. That was the thing about Lycans, males grew when they gained the title of Alpha but you had to already be large enough to win. Males didn't win by smarts alone, even in an Ordeal they did not win by that. They had to win by brute force mostly, size always mattered.

Even though he was undoubtedly much larger than her that was the difference between a bitch and a male. She was cunning, fast, and sleek where his bulk would slow him considerably. Elize also had another trick up her sleeve, as she moved closer she did not slow. Instead the willowy she-wolf's body started to flicker violently before she morphed between one step and the next into a tall blonde wolf. There was a calmness about her, her ears level and uninterested and her tail level with her back.

She could hear them talking easily, simply unthreatening conversation but Elize was not one to talk. A coward of a lone wolf was the reason her own pack was dead. She made her way easily towards the pair, moving at an easy ground covering trot. She stepped up onto the porch of the bed and breakfast. Unlike the other members of the pack Elize did not blend in with humans, she never went to town for that very reason. There was something just too predatory about her that frightened humans. Something they couldn't quite put their finger on.

Niall Collins

Niall kept himself relaxed, this could go badly very quickly if he didn't keep his cool. When the male turned his eyes to Elize he wasn't particularly excited about that but there was little he could do right now. Besides, Elize might as well have been feral. She only tolerated the existence of anything other than her sheep and the pack's livestock and that was just barely.

"Yes, we bought the property to have a place of our own. It will only be open during the tourist season to the public. You're wasting your time there. She may as well be feral, barely tolerates other living things other than her sheep." He rumbled with a bit of a smile. He stood easily in the doorway, "Are you needing a room or just stopping in?" Niall questioned the male. He wasn't being unfriendly simply getting to the point behind this visit.

Clearly Elize appealed to the male in some fashion but he wasn't quite sure what his interest in coming here had been. A lone wolf was not a match for a pack of wolves. He would be a fool to attempt to try anything serious so that eased Niall's mind as he stood idly and waited for a response. He nodded at her when she arrived on the porch.

CLAY

... He, he wasn't expecting that. Niall will see Clay's composure temporarily break as his eyes flash with shock and he stumbles pressing his back firmly against the wall, his hand darts to his belt line along his back, something hidden there beneath his jacket, something reassuring.

It's Niall's lack of reaction to the sudden transformation that pulls Clay back into his senses. Looking up at the man he smiles a wide fake smile like nothing just happened, trying to mimic his ease.

"So is she house trained?" He asks in a slightly condescending tone with his usual hint of narcissism.

He tries to remain as calm and natural about the situation as Niall but his heart beats madly as his mind races wildly, so that's the smell that wasn't sitting well for him, she changed so effortlessly but why parade it, does she know about him? Clay had to stick around and find out more about what was going on.

"Yea I'll take a room thanks." He calls out while still staring at the now wolf. There was no longer a playful glare in his eyes, but a cold, serious concern.
But he just couldn't help himself. He forces a smile to crack upon his lips as he thinks himself clever. Bouncing his eyebrows towards Elize in a meaningless gesture he asks Niall "So do they come with doggy doors or..?"

His intent clearly just to stir.

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