cassandra skyforth.

     with a hum as a response, adrian lowered the piece of rock down to the ground, rolling it out of the way before looking back at the werewolf. now with his powers back, he could almost feel happy to be able to smell the distinct … wolf scent. almost. with a dragged moment of registering her question, he then held a hand up and dropped within the next second wearily. “ that would be me. ” head tilted to the side, he then cocked a brow. “ are you sent by morelli ? ”

     she couldn’t blame him for any suspicion posed towards her. it was difficult times; hard to know who to trust. “no-” she admits, a wry smile rising on her lips. “but if he’s got an issue with what i’m doing, i’d like to see him bring it up with me.” hands shove into her pockets as her gaze pulls away from the man before her, to the crumbling building, and the steady flow of escapees emerging. “i’m here to help.” she says carefully, meeting adrian’s gaze once more. “i have a studio in town, didn’t get hit by the attacks. we’re getting it set up with cots, blankets, food. for anyone that’s got nowhere to stay. i’ve got a room with the windows blacked out-” cassie adds finally. “for your lot. if they want it. so long as everyone plays nice.”

ROMILLY SHOOK HIS HEAD, smiling nonetheless at the blonde wolf who approached. ❝ thank you but fortunately no. good ground rules though, ❞ the fae said with a nod. ❝ do you need help? ❞ such a thing wasn’t usually in his wheelhouse but he was feeling generous for once.

     she fixes him with a crooked smile at the response. “shouldn’t have to set ground rules in the first place. you’d think a bloody war would be enough for people to stop posturing.” the wolf chuckles, shaking her head at the memory of the fledgling vamp and elder wolf she’d prized apart just hours before. “uh-” she hesitates, bright eyes looking him over. “sure, could always use an extra pair of hands.” she tips her head in the direction of her studio. “it’s down this way. but don’t be surprised if you get some funny looks, there aren’t many of your lot joining us.”

     “ i know you wouldn’t. ” anna said, nodding herself as she squeezed her sister’s hand tightly and reassuringly. “ but i can’t ask that of you – don’t seek him out on your own. please. ” she swallowed, letting her facade as the strong woman crumble for a moment as she seeked the other werewolf’s embrace, leaning her head against the other’s shoulder, letting out a sigh. “ but i could trust you two to protect each other – you and max. i’d – i’d feel a lot relieved if i knew neither of you are alone out there. ”

    her jaw tightens but she nods. the last thing anna needs is to be caused more stress worrying about her. the head that rests against her shoulder suddenly feels so small, like the young girl she’d first met, and the reminder makes her even more resolute that she has to keep anna safe. “i’ll talk to max. no more risks, no hero complexes.” cassie murmurs, resting her cheek on the top of her sister’s head. “we’ll make a plan.”

      it took cassie to literally touch and pull at her for anna to snap back into reality from her state of shock, not even realizing she had been pleading to a total stranger moments ago. blinking, anna noticed her eyes watery with the amount of smoke around, throat starting to burn. “ cassie, ” the werewolf gasped, hands gripping her forearms tight. she tried to swallow the bitterness, inhaling deeply before shaking her head. “ i saw some people get out since i got here but – i don’t know if there’s any in there … i don’t know if enzo’s in there, cassie, i gotta know he’s not. fuck - he can’t be in there ! ” 

      the way anna clutches her is sheer desperation and the knot of ache in her chest tightens at the gesture. “okay, okay-” she nods, sucking in a slow breath. “you need to get back from here. over to the other side of the street at the very least. i’ll...i’ll-” emerald hues throw a cursory glance over her shoulder at the building, her mouth set in a grim line. “i’ll go look for him.” she says firmly. “just get back okay ??”

“ the same day this whole … the walking dead thing started.” she said, swallowing the lump in her throat. anna was a strong woman, she could normally handle herself - feelings like fear included - but the situation she was in right now… she couldn’t help it. she was scared. “ max told me to trust him with it. but – that bastard got him last time, it’s just - it’s fucking frustrating.”

     “max is out looking for him ??” her brows furrow, eyes focused on taking every inch of her sister’s worried face. this was the last thing she needed, any further stress - she had the babies to think about. “hey, listen, he’s not going to touch max again, alright ?? or you. never again. i won’t let you go through that.”

     “ fuck … oh FUCK. ” this wasn’t the scene anna was expecting to see when she arrived at the hunter’s moon; glasses shattered, some parts taken down, the side of it burning. she quickly moved to rush inside to see if there was anyone left inside, but stopped herself from going any further. an arm wrapping around her baby bump, she took a few steps back. she couldn’t just jump into danger like this, not when it’d endanger her twins too. turning around, she grabbed the closest person by the arm, eyes pleading. “ can you – can you help ? someone’s gotta check if there’s anyone inside … we gotta put the fire out ! ”

      the smell - it clings in her nose, choking and bitter. it stings her eyes but she pushes through the crowd nonetheless, searching for those who she loves. “anna !!” she spots her sister just before the crumbling, wreck of an entrance, fighting for a stranger’s attention. “anna - get away from there -” cassie firmly places her hands around the younger wolf. “the smoke, you can’t be here.” bright eyes throw a glance back to the burning building, the place that had been as much a home as her own apartment. “do you know that there’s people inside ?? are you sure ??”

     coordinating the evacuation of the east wing of hotel dumort, adrian was out on the street, watching clueless mundanes walk by. they seemed to be unaffected by the whole thing, as if there was something separating them from theirs. but he had little time to pay mind to that when he saw the block of stone starting to slip from up there and withing the next second he was right next to the person who could have been the unsuspecting target of the accident, holding the rock up above their hands. “ careful. ”

      it wasn’t directly her business - she wasn’t the alpha after all, so politics wasn’t her place. but after what had happened at the hunter’s moon, she felt that the dumort could use as much help as it could get. age old rivalries be damned. “shit-” the wolf stares between the man beside her and the rock held just inches above her head. splattered on the pavement wasn’t really how she planned to check out of this world. “cheers.” she barks out a nervous laugh, attention returning to her rescuer. “you’re the guy aren’t you ?? the head honcho so to speak.”

lukas wasn’t able to stop the laugh from slipping past his lips at her words, though the smile that settled upon his lips afterward was rather soft, somehow her words holding some kind of comfort. ❝ at least if i have to go i can say it’d be with a full stomach. ❞ he pulled a face, head shaking once before he raised a brow when she spoke again, smile turning into a grin. ❝ that’s it. your nana just became my new favorite person. tell her she is the best. ❞  

    she’s glad to see a smile on his face; and even more glad that she’s the one that put it there. whatever happens, whatever lines are drawn, she cares about lukas. that will not change. “she was probably the least awful of my family-” cassie snorts, the memories are less than fond. but still, gertie had always shown her more kindness than her parents. “a self-righteous old bat but a bloomin’ great cook.”

          CALIDA HAS NEVER BEEN ONE, for holidays. even back home she wasn’t much into but then neither had her family. it wasn’t that christmas wasn’t a big thing in mexico but they were cuban. her parents may have never set foot on the island but the lack of celebration had passed on. that was alright. she didn’t feel like she was missing out when the holidays rolled around; she wasn’t even annoyed by the christmas music… or she wasn’t as long as the same song wasn’t repeated five times in a row. in the middle of grocery shopping, she glanced at the ceiling – in the direction of the speakers – and shook her head. ❝ did someone fall asleep? ❞ she muttered to herself, shaking her head before glancing back down at the aisle. her eyebrows twitched when she realized she was no longer alone. ❝ hello. ❞

@skyfcrths.

    her apartment was busier than ever after the incident at the hunter’s moon. wolves that spent half their lives in the booths of enzo’s place now had nowhere to turn. she’d offered up as much space as she could to the pack; her couch and her floor. she’d even turned her training studio downtown into what was basically a hostel. people were scared, confused. so she helped how she knew best - with food. a lot of it. the grocery store was quieter than usual despite the season, so she managed to get around relatively quickly. it was only as she was stuck down the bean aisle, eyes focused in hunting for the elusive pinto beans, when she realised she was being spoken to. “calida-” the blonde nods, smile half greeting, half apology for not noticing her. “hey. yeah it’s a bloody awful song too.” she shakes her head. “but at least the mundanes are still getting in the spirit of things.”

     “ yeah, that’s a good one. ” commented anna on cassie’s way of describing the events, just the way of the werewolf. but even that couldn’t erase the importance of it and so a more serious expression took over the brunette’s face, a sigh slipping past her lips. while she didn’t want to worry her, cassie was her sister – she had the right to know what was happening in her life as she had always been the one to support her through it. “ that bastard - my ex step father who was supposed to be very dead right now. ” she hissed through gritted teeth, rubbing at her temple. “ max saw him too … he’s searching for us. ”

     they have been through enough together that anna knows better than to keep things from her. and cassie knows her sister’s expressions well enough to know she is seriously worried. “he what ??” her teeth grit, jaw set. despite being a man she had never met, the wolf hated him. “when did you see him ??”

Jade looked over to a familiar face. She didn’t know her that well, but knew she was not a threat. “You don’t have to.” she said. “It hasn’t really been I’m just a little tired.” Her being tired wasn’t a lie, but the not having a bad day was. She had just met with her Uncle and it turned out for the worse. He honestly scared her and the things he said he would scared her even worse.

      with a wrinkle of her nose, she leans ever so slightly closer. “it’s better if i do.” she says under her breath, tilting her head in the direction of the wolves around them. “you’re less likely to piss somebody off if you’re with me.” she adds with a half smile. “you might be better off with a tea then-” she snorts. “or a drop of the good stuff, that’ll send you right off.”

     with a grin on her face she walked over into the other room, settling onto the couch with a lough sigh as she appreciated the comfort. “ worst case is me distracting him with the puppy eyes while you run for your escape. ” with a chuckle, the werewolf shook her head. when a short silence fell over, she shuffled a bit, eyes on cassie. “ hey —- how have you been ? have you… did you hear about the latest thing around the town ? ”

      the cake has a little while till it’ll be done; so they can kick back and put their feet up for a bit. settling onto the couch beside anna, she lounges back in the pillows. she tried her best to avoid conversation about the recent goings on in town around her sister; not wanting her to stress herself out any more than necessary. but given that anna had raised the subject herself, she couldn’t really avoid it. letting out a low groan, emerald eyes level on the woman beside her. “wilshire becoming a night of the living dead remake ?? yeah, i might’ve heard it mentioned in passing.” the wolf snorts. she was almost surprised she hadn’t run into her own parents; she was sure they’d love the opportunity to off their monster daughter, spelled or otherwise. “why ?? have you seen somebody ??” she sits bolt upright, worry clouding her features.

❝ mh? ❞ a brow raised at the question, but the shadowhunter only shrugged. ❝ not getting more involved than how i already am, sounds like a good idea to me. ❞ he added, nose scrunching up as she studied him. ❝ i am, i am. me not eating is the least thing anyone should worry about, y’know. ❞

   “the world can be ending and i’ll still worry if you’ve had lunch, kiddo.” the blonde snorts, shaking her head. the less she knows about his involvement, the better. she doesn’t want to have it cause problems between them. instead, she does what she does best. “c’mon, i’ve got beef stew in the fridge. my nana gertie’s recipe. you eat that and you’ll forget all the drama.”

          “   I will pay for your drink or whatever, just sit the hell down already —- the pacing is getting on my nerves.   “ 

     “getting on your nerves is the least of my problems.” the wolf shakes her head, eyes repeatedly drifting to the door. “but since ya offered so nicely, i’ll take a whiskey.”