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Fate rolled her eyes. "Not that I would know." She flicked her cig into a nearby pile of dirt. "Oh yes, it's quite ammusing when you have their weakness and they have..ah, yes..nothing." Grinning, she slipped out her flask. "You aren't a Were, are you? If not, it may be a good thing that you havn't." A sleek grin touches her lips. "Oh you know, the usual. Being traced by hunters, creating fights, drunking my a** up, terrorizing humans.." Pausing with little intention to go on, she took a deep sip from the flask.

Fate laughed also. "Nah, I'm rather hard to anger..Unless you cross my bad side, that is." She snickered, putting the flask away. "I ended the fight with that mutt Lycanthrope, and decided to take him to his Elders." Sneering, "'Twas a DAMN mistake!" Fate firmly planted her palm to her forehead. "He began to dig in my business, what with me and Wes.." Snarling, she grinded her teeth. "..What business is it of his that I am aquainted to one of his own?! NONE! That's what!" She closed her eyes tightly, her mind racing. If he found out, exile was so brutal..A permanate death was just as bad. Fate had never decided which was worse because she never thought she'd have to worry about such a thing! "Horrid..," she mumbled through clenched jaws.

Fate's eyes just boggled as Marishka went on.
"Wow..all that for me? Really? Wow, thanks Marishka."
As Marishka touched her, much unaquitted energy flowed through her hand. Fate had never experienced this before, and it made her shudder. She chose to ignore the volatile, angry powers.
"I do hope so..Thank you for saying that though, dear." A small smile was brought up.

Nodding some, she sighs. "Yes yes, I suppose that's all true." Fate smiled some, knowing Marishka was finally taking her own words into consideration. Hugging back, Fate closed her eyes for a moment, trying to let things ease. "Oh heavens I hope so!"

Fate cringed, her mind racing. She couldn't tell Marishka this Lycanthrope was coming to find her. It would cause more chaos. She decided to keep it quiet until something in dyer need were to happen. Patting Marishka's back, she nodded. "I understand that..It's got some truth to it." She smiled abit, trying to cover the emotions.

Saria cleared the vines off the door and was surprised to see the cat in the exact same pose on the top of the wall. As her hand neared the wall, the doors opened and Saria went in caustiously after the cat. The doors slammed behind her and the room light up as torches flared.
Saria was amased and followed the cat to the back of the room to another likeness of the cat and some strange charactors above it.
"Shamas. That os your name isn't it?....I don't suppose I can call you something different?" Saria said with a smile. Shamas twitched his tail and stared at her.
"I guess not." Saria reached to touch the charactors and the wall glowed and opened up to a a dark stairway beneath her. Saria grabbed a torch and went down the dark corridor.

Fate giggled abit, watching her flask dance. "Oh, how clever. You're clever." Looking down, a small grin was on her face. It went when Marishka spoke. "Hm?" A thoughtful look crossed her face as she looked up. "Met? Us? Hah!" It was a fickle question. "I walked up to him on the street corner, as I thought he was drunk in a ditch, and we got into an all out brawl. I sent him straight to hell's gates. But of course, I then let him live.." Fate grinned again and nodded. "..Yes, that's how it happened. We have been aquainted since." She sighed. "I havn't heard much from him lately though. I believe he is on travel."

((Went to his cousin's.))

Fate nodded. "I suppose. He doesn't have to put up with the likes of me, at least." A weak grin escaped her, watching the flask flip about. "I don't think I care for him, but I don't believe I would kill him. But if you just got here, there's still much more for you to discover. It takes time, give it such." Smiling at being called a friend, she looked down. "I'm sure something will come to you..If not, you still have me."