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Natala places her hand against his chest, amber eyes leveling upon him. "I do not believe that my doings are any of your business, Lord Angelo." She can usually keep a pretty level head, but a bit of anger seeps into her voice. He is reminding her of how they all seem to like to stick their noses into her business. All because she is the "baby" and was raised by her human servants. As though none of them had ever left it to their humans to raise one of their children. "I do believe that it is time for party and I to be going now."

Drisa turns and grabs the sword to stop it. She feels the pain it brings and can feel the blood sliding down her arms towards her elbows. Her back stiffens slightly as she hears her twin fall to the ground stunned by her own lightning.
LiN snarls, her head feels as though someone tried to bash her skull in. She gets to her feet, tieing the male werewolf up with shadows as she passes him. Getting behind the human, she pulls a dagger and jerks the girl up by her hair. Pressing the blade to the human's delicate throat, silver eyes glare at the female werewolf. "Stop, or I will kill her."
Turning her head slightly, Drisa can smell Malia's fear and anger. Nodding slightly, she lets her hands fall away from the sword and into her lap. She pays no attention to the blood ruining her clothes. Her hands will heal.

Natala does not flinch or take a step back. There are things in this world that she fears, but he is not one of them. Amber eyes watching him, she does not move. "It is not of your concern, Lord Angelo. I may be young, but I have power of my own. You would all do well to start remembering that." She tends to keep her power masked, thinking it better for herself. Now, however, she lets her shielding relax from her power, letting it breathe out into the night air. Oddly, Alina's power seems to further fuel her own.

Drisa slowly gets to her feet. "It would seem we have no real choice in the matter. I warn you now, the girl is under protection. Touch her as food at your own peril."
LiN lets the shadows swallow the male, transporting him back to the manor. With the male gone, the female werewolf seems suddenly lost. Silver eyes narrow slightly upon the woman. "She is blind."

Natala touches her cheek lightly with her fingertips. Why had he done that? Shaking her head, she nods to her people before climbing back into her carriage. Amber eyes look to the sarcophagus at her feet. "If we hurry, we might outrun the storm, Lady Alina.."

Drisa reaches out to the vampire. Without Frisin close, she'll need a guide.
Keeping her hold on the human girl, LiN gives Adrian a nod. She aims them towards the manor and begins the walk back.

LiN shoves the human girl onto a couch, smiling softly at the undignified sound of pain the girl makes. Reaching down,she grabs the shadows binding the male werewolf's arms behind his back and hauls him to his feet. Her silver eyes scan both werewolves before another small smile tugs at her lips. "They look like twins. If he is near, her senses are stronger. She has probably never been without him..." Her voice trails off and she stares at Angelo. She can feel traces of magic clinging to her master. The drow's lip curls involuntarily. "So that is where Little Natala has been."
Frisin's snarl is muffled by the shadow covering and sealing his mouth. He wants nothing more than to tear into the vampires and drow woman. Especially the one touching his twin.
With her brother close at hand again, she releases her hold on the vampire's arm and goes to Malia. Sitting next the the girl, she takes up one of the human's hand and pats it. She can smell the fear and anger coming from her companion. That wont do. "Shhh... At least the snow wont get us here." She can feel the storm about to break.
Malia does a quick visual once over of Drisa, making sure the other woman isn't hurt. "I'd rather face the storm."

LiN leans into Master Angelo as she jerks the male werewolf's arms at a painful angle. She rubs her cheek against the vampire much like a cat, silver eyes misting slightly at the intoxicating feel of the power that has been too long from this world. "Oh, I know what our little Natala has found herself. The elders will not be pleased."
Drisa feels the vampire who attacked them coming closer. Violet eyes seem to track his movement as she pulls Malia closer to herself. The girl is like family, like Pack. Pack must be protected.

LiN shoves the male into the shadows, transporting him to a cell in the dungeon. "You are younger than I remember at times, Master Angelo." She smiles, but stops rubbing her cheek against him. It seems to be bothering him. "Mmm..." Her slightly misted silver eyes ratse to look at his face. "She has found the Mistress Alina." A wickedly seductive smile curves her lips. "Should I make the storm hit now, Master Angelo?"
Drisa makes a small, distressed sound, reaching for Malia. "Do not hurt her." She knows some of the girl's secrets and doesn't want her in the vampire's hands.
Malia swallows hard. She has to br strong now. Brave. Drisa needs her with Frisin out of commission. She spits at the vampire's feet insultingly, earning a snarl from the ebony skinned woman before squaring her shoulders and lifting her chin. Her fear is gone. She will be brave for Drisa.

LiN laughs softly. It takes an effort not to rub her cheek on him again, not to touch that intoxicating power. "She will not like you taking her treasure. She will fight you." The drow walks to the window and pauses. "Unless you have won her over." She turns her attention and power to the weather, springing the snow storm that has been threatening for hours. It will force Natala to seek refuge in their home.
Malia growls and struggles against the hold the vampire has over her. She can feel it, something building within her.
Drisa is suddenly on her feet. "Stop! You must stop!"

Natala snarls in frustration as the snow starts. It is getting worse very quickly. She only has one option and so tells her companions to start up the road to Angelo's manner. Sitting in her carriage, her anger builds to near boiling over.