~Hidden Secrets (Vampire and Werewolf RP, MOVED)~

[Tala Lakota]

Æsc shook his head but didn't say anything, he was tired, he hadn't slept the night before and he had a hard tiring couple days, but he didn't want to sleep, he knew what awaited him there and would rather be tired.

Bran trotted at an easy pace until the village came into view ahead and he smiled back at Leona before finding the nearest path into the houses and tents.

[~Last of Us~]

Allie smiled and sat on the bed as she watched Quinton.

[Tala Lakota]

Quinton familiarized himself with the place quickly then returned to Allie and sat beside her with a smile.

[~Last of Us~]

Allie smiled at him "Hey." she said happily.

[Tala Lakota]

"Hi," Quinton replied with a smile as he leaned over to kiss her.

[~Last of Us~]

Allie smiled softly and kissed him back happily.

[Silvermane67]

Nene: Her arms draped across his shoulders, her fingers gently tracing the already closed wound. "So, what did happen between you and the healer?"

Leona: She looked around in awe. This was a better place than her last pack had. Her stomach growled and she looked embarrassed.

(gtg bb in like half an hour)

[Tala Lakota]

Quinton smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, continuing the kiss.

Bran smirked at the sound of Leona’s stomach, but said nothing. He led her down a wide path to the largest of the few small houses. He opened the door and motioned her inside saying with a smile, “Home sweet home. The kitchen’s through there,” he pointed to an opening across the living room.

Æsc sighed, he’d known the question was coming so he’d prepared for it. “When I was--no” he stopped, deciding that wasn’t were to start it. “There are two things that can send me into one of my bloodlust . .” he searched for the right word and finished lamely, “episodes. One is the scent or taste of fresh human blood, and it doesn’t have to be fresh if I’m in a weakened stated of mind or body. The other is an extreme amount of emotion at one time, usually rage and grief together. The first time this happened was when my mother brought a human home for dinner, it was supposed to be my first human meal, I was four then and Bran easily stopped me, although he accidentally gave me this,” he ran his thumb down the scar over his left eye, “in the process. Well, somehow Lamia found out about it and she wanted me because of it, she thought she could teach me to control it and use me. When I was five she came for me, but my mother stopped her. She,” he sighed and looked at the floor, “she died in the process but was able to injure Lamia enough for her to back off. But not forever. She returned for me a few years later, I don’t know why she waited that long, but I was thirteen when I met her for the first time. Until then though I’d never known what happened to my mother, she’d just vanished, but when I rejected Lamia’s proposal she made sure to let me know what had happened, she told me every detail of the--” he stopped his hands clinching to fists. He was silent for a moment before continuing, “And that sent me into my second bloodlust. I was near a small town at the time and I completely destroyed it and in the process a man tried to stop me and got killed for it, he was the healer's son . . . and my father.”

[Silvermane67]

Nene: She listened quietly and shared his grief. She felt she was also at fault for her parents' death and she had never forgiven herself for it. "It's not your fault, Æsc." Her voice was a whisper. "It's not. Lamia was the one who wanted to manipulate your child-like innocence." She knew he didn't want her pity, but she couldn't hide it. "It's her fault!"

Leona: There's a kitchen too?! SHe remembered in her old pack how they had to scrounge for food in the trash. "Great, thank you so much.. um I didn't get your name..."

[Tala Lakota]

Æsc looked at her, his eyes had gone a little more grey at the remembrance of the past and he said, "Just as it's not truly your fault for your actions, it's not mine either for what happened, yet both of us will continue to blame ourselves." His gaze drifted to the floor and he sighed, "This is why I can't stand the fact that I'm not strong enough to protect you, I fear so much she will come after you, will do the same thing she did to my mother in order to get to me."

Bran smiled at the expression on her face as he closed the door behind him, "I'm Bran, the Alpha of this pack. And you?" he gave her a warm smile as he walked past her and into the kitchen.