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"Privately. As you wish. Lead to where you would, and we will follow. Alone."

Again a firm tone, and a sharp look to Elias.

"You, brother, keep watch over the kits in our Den. Tyler and your Daughter. They need your presence more than we do right now."

His tail swayed back and forth, and he watched Ember coldly. his crimes? he had no crimes that he had not atoned for. though he may have recently angered the elves..no real harm had been done he was sure it would cool down.

"People are ignorant, wretched, violent, greedy creatures. They seek only to destroy themselves and everything that doesn't look like them. thier the ones that call us Monster. and thier the ones we Hunt. They are prey, just as they are prey to the Lycanthrope and the vampire."

He crossed his arms.

"They are not of our Pack, and as such, treated accordingly. They insult our Pack, they assualt our pack, they are preyed upon as they should be. The Pack humans are different. they show us kindness and affection and one holds our love"

He looked over his claws at Ember, inspecting them idly.

"What of it, Ember? Care to be angry at the wolf for hunting the sheep?"

"The flock..." Ember said, standing up straight from the tree and tipping his head away and towards the dirt as he closed his eyes and whispered inaudibly a few sentences before coming back to his sentence. "...has its shepards." A nigh silent scrape of steel was the only warning that Soulforge had slipped free, and its carrier dashed towards him, sword hung low to the ground before striking with blinding speed at its target. "Would one let the wolf at his sheep!?"

Elias laughed as he made his way with his daughter into his bedroom, "I think that someon needs to take a bath." Elias said as he plopped his daughter on the bed, starting to undress her delicately removin those things which she had made and placing them on the vanirt counter, "Wouldn't want to damage such beautiful things." Elias laughed as he looked at this daughter who has already disclothed and running the water in the tub.


Esemerald giggled as she ran the water in her bathtub, she so adored bathing, her dad said that it was the snake in her, she thought it was the angel. "Hey dad, can I keep him?" Esmeralda shouted at her father from inside the tub.


"Keep who?" Elias said, almost scared he had asked.

Elias felt a little tinge in the back of his mind, it felt like Cym was angry, but from what he had seen of this Ember thing, he was not surprised that Cym was felling that way, he said that he would not interfere unless called for, or Elias felt the pain of his bother, but no pain then Elias would keep his promise. "Now what is it that you want to keep?" Elias asked as he poked his head into the shower.


"Him." the young girl giggled, as she ponted to the kitten that was resting at the corner of the tub, sawake and trying to actually get into the water.

"Now I was wondering when you would make your appeareance young one." Elias said as he lifted the young cat up, but to call this creature a cat was somewhat wrong, it was actaully a jaguar or at least a jaguar cub, since Aura had thought best that Ecara not have a guardian beast, Elias had requested one of his own, and it seemed that the creature had been delivered, ELias giggled, "Yes dear we can keep him" Elias said as he slwoly lowered the Jaguar cub into the water, Elias hoped that Esmeralda had not noticed that in order to transfer Ecara's beast to him, then the snake had to be removed, but much to his surprise Esmeralda was now enthralled with the water loving jaguar, with it's golden brown fur and black spots and unlike housecats Jaguars loved the water.

Now he lay lazy on the floor, sprawled out wings included as a brush made its way over and through his fur, pulling out tangles in the dark blue fur that mimicked the feel of silk. "We should do this more often."

The operator of the brush. "Well if you were more cooperative, you would gt brushed a lot more."

She was still picking up towel shreds, then disposing of them. That is until she grabbed her own brush from her mother's dressing table and then strolled to Aura, holding out a brush, then sitting down once it was taken from her.

"You too? Oh fine." Her free hand undid the braid in Ecara's hair, then took to brushing out the multicolored locks. Sitting on the floor with them both, a brush in each hand, she tended both. Yes, Ecara was definitely her father's daughter.

((Murph, watch it. You cant tell me what your attacks do to me, especially when you disregard that my character is staying ready to react.))

Blinding motion was all the reaction that he had saught. Charging headlong an opponent who was waiting for your attack can only lead to pain. A solid shield of black matter formed from the air itself, a semitransparant disc of shadowstuff that was half the size of Saradin's body and guided by his thought. This defensive measure slowed Cymarron enough as he crashed into it that Ember's movement gave him just the leeway he needed to step aside. In concordance, Soulforge traversed the distance and raised before falling, aimed part Cymarron's neck now.

Though such an attack was undoubtedly not enough to slay and perhaps nary wound such a monster as this and Ember was already moving back by the completion of his swing. "If I was worthy of kindness, then any man is. The most foul of creatures born of hate that lives only to destroy... yet saved by the one he tried to kill. Had I made the choice, Id have let me die in the pain I had wanted." Active combat stance was held now as his shadow shield broke apart into the air again. "Aurahkah is simply put less dangerous than you. Its a matter of math. She does more good than harm where you do more harm than good. Worse yet, you are bringing others to become like you. Making life a terrible thing for us all as long as we allow you here. Look at your sister. Killing those for the power to control that thing inside of her. And your foolish blindness cant see how it only changes things so that her soul is the sacrifice, no longer just her body. Assuming that she does not die with you, she will be the next I seek."

With his second charge, Saradin barred to defend himself but Cymarron's shift gave him the accuracy he needed to grab him. But two hands held that sword, and even as his body weight was torn through the air his other hand was still free to lash the blade at the creature that held him before he was sent into the air. "You'll kill a thousand of the worst, but hundreds of the best as well, I cant let you live!" The tree, one boot and his empty hand struck it at once, halting his collision with minimal force from where he sprung off of it and into the air to come down onto Cymarron the power of Ember's blade now backed by his momentum and strength together as it plunged, aimed to kill. "Now die if you truly seek to end the pain you bring!"