[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
[b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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Caden dialed the number for Bran and calls. It goes to voicemail but Caden knows that to be more of precaution than anything. [color=#006400]”Call me. I’m about to hunt down and slaughter your entire Chicago pack.”[/color] Caden hangs up the phone and counts.

He looks at Nero and pulls them in for a side hug and kisses the top of their head. [color=#006400]”Get dressed. After I’m done talking to Bran we’ll be leaving.”[/color] He turns his attention to Avery.

[color=#006400]”Call Cass. She isn’t answering my phone calls.”[/color] Nero’s phone rings and Caden picks it up for the first note is finished. [color=#006400][i]”Rydych chi'n bleiddiaid yn Chicago herwgipio kitsune. Rhowch reswm i mi beidio â'u lladd.”[/i][/color] Caden spoke in Bran’s native tongue, knowing he didn’t have to since the man knew nearly as many languages as Caden, but this matter was serious.

Caden started arguing with Bran over the phone while Avery called Cassiopeia.

[Hider=translations]Welsh – Rydych chi'n bleiddiaid yn Chicago herwgipio kitsune. Rhowch reswm i mi beidio â'u lladd.[/hider]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Caden's House – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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Avery hung up the phone with Cassi and ran a tired hand over his face. He barely slept last night, and the hours he had were completely wiped away now from the stress of the situation. 

[color=#B0C4DE]”Cass wants us to go to her house.”[/color]

Caden nods, waving Avery off while he continues to talk to Bran on the phone. Avery shuffles out of Caden’s room to change into something more appropriate. He doesn’t bother showering. There’s no time.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Cassi's House– Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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Cassiopeia looks up at Nic when he walks back into the room with a shirt on. [color=#DB7093]”Kimiko’s been kidnapped,”[/color] she said and pours basalt sand onto the map. The black colour stands out against all the lines of roads on the white paper. Cassi channels her connection to Kimiko and the sand starts to shift and move over the map. It remains heavily concentrated over Caden’s property before it moves out and then stops, spreading out around a large area.

Cassiopeia cursed. [color=#DB7093]”They warded her against me.”[/color] She looked over at Nic. [color=#DB7093]”You should go home. This one is personal. It won’t end well.”[/color] Nic was a healer, not a killer. He didn’t have to see that side of Caden and Avery. Or her.