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Layna yawns as she sits on a bench. The day had worn her down and now even the usual comfort of the bustling night activity in the park was tiresome. *Will anything interesting happen? Meh, probably not...*
She laughs a little as she watches a pick-pocketing gang get their game switched upon them. *Hmm, how funny...* She stands, yawning once more, and heads toward the now familiar strobe lights of the night club.
(exit to Las Noches)

Kraehe entered the park and followed Fyre's psycic path to a tree. Kraehe looked up the tree and spotted her. She climbed up and sat next to Fyre. "Fyre, I'm pregnant..." she started.

Kraehe looked upset. "I wasn't trying!!!! It's very rare for a vampire to have kids! Vampires are living dead!! I came to you because, they might kill me because of it...and I just wanted you to that if you don't see me anymore, I'm probably dead..." she said starting to cry.

"You wouldn't be able to kill them, they would be under authority of the Vampire Elders if this baby goes through and/or if they think it's a bad thing...I don't know what the outcome will be, they actually might like the fact, I had a pure blood vampire baby. I don't know if they'll kill me or not so don't act fast." she said looking at Fyre

Kraehe smiled and nodded. "That's what Shou said too."

Kraehe smiled and hugged her. "Thank-You.."
((Nighty!))

*Suddenly remembering Mars standing by the tree, Fyre's eyes swirled of black and red again, showing her anger, even though it was anger towards herself. She looked back at Marius, but quickly turned away again. She could not find words to tell him what she was feeling, because even she didn't know what it was.*

Tianna entered Central park slowly, her jacket on over her weapons once again, however it remained open so most of her long range weaponry was shown. Her hands were deep in her pockets and she walked towards a tall tree and stood under it. She looked up and bent her knees and sprang upwards, crashing through the smaller branches until she slowed down. She grabbed onto the branch right above her and swung her legs up and onto the branch. She crouched there and looked around for a little while and then began peeling off her clothes until she sat nude in the tree. She hung her clothes and weapons carefully and the transformation began. She slowly transformed, her nose turning into a muzzle and her hands and feet into paws. Her bones crunched and popped, breaking and regrowing and lengthening. She tilted her head back and howled at the waning cresent moon. She hunched over as her spine lengthened and her front paws touched the branch for balance. She grew a tail and it swished wildly behind her as if it could sweep away the stars. Her transformation completed slower than usual because the moon was waning and the pain was horrendous. She whimpered somewhat and licked her right front paw, where her silver bracelet was. It had been years since the old man had given it to her and the magic felt weaker, as if the longer he stayed barried underground the weaker his magic was. Tianna sweapt all thoughts of the old wycan away and turned her head to the left and then to the right, cracking her newly reformed neck. The collar she wore snapped off and revealed her white patch of fur on the back of her neck in the shape of a skull. Tianna wiped the back of her neck with her paws, scratching her itchy neck. She lay in wait on the branch, her head on her paws and her tail writhing behind her.