by JadeDragon75 » Mon Aug 19, 2013 10:58 am
Darion: I smiled as I remained crouched down stroking my hand over Gwen's ebony head. "Storm you dont have to worry Gwen will not hurt you. Her name is really Gwenivere. My grandmother named her when my grandfather brought her home at 2 and a half weeks old. The story is that Gwen was so tiny that her eyes were still closed and she was still nursing grandmother bottle raised her so she is fine with people. There are other cats here from Gwen's breedings, some of them are her grandcubs." I said as I slowly stood up and swatted Gwen on the flank. Gwen gave a soft growl then turned and bounded toward the stables. A few minutes later she returned with a short petite red haired woman with emerald green eyes. My own deep hazel ones lit up as I saw her. "That is my grandmother Kathryn she is the matriarch of the family and she is the one I was telling you is half vampire." I told the group
Dom smiled and bowed his head to Darion's grandmother. He knew that she would be able to heal his chest wound and would tell him if Lucy were truly the right choice for him.
From the dawn of time we came; moving silently down through the centuries, living many secret lives, struggling to reach the time of the Gathering; when the few who remain will battle to the last. No one has ever known we were among you... until now.
He is immortal. Born in the Highlands of Scotland 400 years ago. He is not alone. There are others like him, some good, some evil. For centuries he has battled the forces of darkness, with holy ground his only refuge. He cannot die, unless you take his head, and with it his power. In the end there can be only one. He is Duncan MacLeod, the Highlander."