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    Calista gave as much of a growl to the fox-girl as she had received, her frown deepened as she willed herself not to aim a potentially lethal kick to the newcomer's head. Instead she lowered herself to be eye to eye with the fox as the vampiress started up her own eloquent reaction.


    "Let's be civil, shall we, if you can possibly manage it?" she spat at the fire coloured vixen, bristling with irritation.


    She sprang back up, face contorted with contempt and with a sudden wish to kill something welling up in her. This evening had thus far not been the most successful she had ever experienced.

    Rose stared at the werewolf for the first time.


    "Civil? This is a shape shifter! Who just walked in on a vampire and werewolf, might I add, not to mention transforming in front of a human!"

    Calista hadn't had much experience of vampires, but it was enough for her and certainly a lot more than of shape-shifters. She doubted whether they could be any more uncivilised than vampires, as
    Rosalie had implied.


    "At least let's not resort to violence," she snapped and then added, "There seem to be abnormal numbers of supernaturals around here... is this place very popular?"

    Beck stould were he was thoughts flything through his hear were things like shifters? vampires? werewolfs, whats goin on here? He wached them in curiosity yet his expression did not change.

    Rose turned her head slightly to look at Beck with her glorious eyes.


    "You might want to sit down, this might be a lot to handle..." she turned back to Calista.


    "I met a small coven not too long ago, in a hollow, and some loners. And another werewolf." she added.

    Calista pursed her lips and fidgeted anxiously. She hadn't seen signs of any coven that evening and the news was worrying. It just wasn't safe to transform anywhere near where vampires congregated and it left her with a dilemma: should she stay here and risk the attentions of a vampire coven or leave immediately without the certainty that she would find anywhere better before tomorrow night.


    And another werewolf... that was something important.
    "This werewolf, how long ago did you meet?"

    "Oh, not long ago. Maybe you don't want to meet, him, though. He was something of a brute." she scoffed. She usually didn't like werewolves, but this one seemed civilized enough to have some info.