Blowing off Steam [Any]

[Yzge'ek]

The snow had been coming down for what seemed like hours by the time Nadine had gotten to the park, she was cold, shivering and poorly dressed for the winter weather, something she kicked herself for, it wasn't like she didn't know that things got cold this time of year...so why wasn't she prepared?

The she-wolf grumbled, half tempted to bother with the pain of transforming just for the benefit of a warm coat of fur. But in the city like this, controlled by domesticated wolves and wild wolf hunting humans and vampires, she didn't dare it. Yzeg'ek would have known how to deal with all of this if she had been in New York still...but that was ages ago.

Tonight she was just as lost as she was when she was a kid, which managed to infuriate her to no end. At least the rage some how made her feel warmer, but it didn't make her feel any better, she growled deep in her throat and grabbed a chunk of concrete, tossing it...

Much to her surprise she heard a window break off in the distance, she smirked, and then threw another handful of rubble, until she was laughing to a fever pitch, her breath streaming out in white puffs as she began running about using the destroyed park as her personal destructive playground.

[Tahmores Stian]

Kris had gone through his change well enough, or at least as well as a persons first change from human to wolf can be. The worst thing is that Tahmores had been the one to cause his friend an co-worker to become a werewolf in the first place, having accidentally bitten Kris when trying to protect him at the beach when Kris had been attacked by a couple of muggers. Truth be told part of Tahmores is slightly glad that Kris was bitten, it could mean that he could get a pack back, his own had been lost some years ago to a coven of vampires. Since coming to London Tah' has not really been looking for another pack, but with Kris now one of hi kind he can't help but feel the pull of wanting to be part of something.

To clear his head he takes a walk through Hyde Park, one of the few places that is usually quiet of human, vampire or werewolf activity, he is not particularly in the mood to deal with a fight with a human or vampire. His thoughts are suddenly derailed by something landing to his left and then the sound of someone laughing. For a moment he is tempted to change to get near whoever it is laughing and throwing things around. But it's not worth the effort or the time. Sighing he continues his walk, half meaning to head towards the laughing stranger.

[Yzge'ek]

The female had gone long enough that she ran herself ragged, her breath coughing up in huffs as she circled the area she was in, it wasn't her territory, yet Yzge'ek had assumed some claim to it. It wasn't as though there was anyone else who would want such a place.

Hell, even she didn't want this run down park for anything other than destroying it. She stopped laughing long enough, but still she was hopping around, wild as the winter wind, whipping her head back in a howl, strange given her obvious human form.

She was alone and unsure of what to do with herself, perhaps freezing...but she was free. Which was more than what she could say for herself a year ago. Was it a year? Nadine paused, rubbing at her eye with the heel of her hand, she couldn't remember how long it had been since she had left her pack. Of course, if she wasn't so cold, she probably wouldn't have bothered to think of bygone times, especially wistfully.

Again she howled, this time a bit more of a waver in her voice, like she was expecting someone to answer, she did...but she didn't. Even if someone did she wasn't too sure what she would do. Her mate was dead, and her pack an ocean away, if anyone responded, it would no doubt be some loner, some dangerous desperate predator...

Her lip curled thinking about it as her voice died out in her throat, she was now almost certain there were eyes upon her and she curled up almost like a cornered animal, backing up slowly as she tried to slink closer to the dim street lights. Nadine could sense danger here, though it was more likely her brain playing tricks on her. A devious mind turning on a weakened owner.

"Hello? Who's there?" Yzge'ek hated how meek her voice sounded as she yelled accusations down the darkened pathways of the dilapidated park...

[Kriss ~Aleksei Lee Malitzka~]

_{The smoke exited his nostrils, a hot gray cloud that entered and dispersed in the night air. The cigarette was placed loosely between his lips, hand uplifted and two fingers keeping it in place. After an instant, a fluid motion of the wrist dragged the burnt-out cigarette from his lips, eyes slit closed as he leaned his head back to touch the ragged bark of the ancient tree his frame slouched with indolence upon. His tall frame was shortened by his posture, making him seem slightly shorter. Fingers parted, and the cigarette fell to the ground. A shift in his position proved the ability for him to downwardly put his weight on a foot, and stomp out the last charring ember that remained at its tip.
But still, he didn't move. Aleksei was perfectly content where he was, even against the nipping bitterness of the cold... The bite against his skin, the sharp pain that hit every bit of his bare flesh. He was hardly anything but a shadow in the night, nothing more and nothing less. Dressed all in black, he melded with the surrounding darkness of the night that was thickened by the gangly branches of leafless winter trees, skeletal and clawlike against a black sky. The worn leather jacket he wore was pulled to the creases of his elbows, exposing the skin of his forearm to the frigid air. It was unzipped as well, allowing even more of the pain-laced shadows to crawl across him... The feeling was enough to get lost in, becoming clear but desolate and thoughtless in the same instant.
That faint sensation of numbness that came from something painful, was enough to bring a slight smirk to his lips. A crooked upward list at their corners that shone with absent amusement... twisted and desolate of all and any humor. Of course that was his normal expression, and Aleksei knew it. A twisted manmad's smile always pain-laced and bitterly filled with humorless amusement. That was Aleksei's grin, and in truth was always laid beneath his always present charade.
Eyes reopened, with the sound of shattering glass not far in the distance. Ears attuned to that one precise sound that chimed, delicate and beautiful in the air of the night. Resounding and breaking the silence, fracturing it around him. The sea of darkness seemed to shatter with that single sound, the quiet monotone replaced by the sudden sound of a howl in his ears. Another kind of grin spread across his features though this one was even more twisted than the one prior. He was half tempted to change in that instant, for the merely purposing of showing the idiot who made the sound what a real wolf sounded like. What a real wolf looked like. Of course, soon as his ears attuned even closer to the lone sound he decided that perhaps it wasn’t as feigned as the human lips that crafted it portrayed.
Sardonic twist of the lips occurred, a flash of ivory teeth against his lips, and then he was setting off into the darkness. Silent. Ethereal. Nothing but a shadowed ghost passing in the air of the night—his eyes were open now, showing the color of molten amber. His black hair was windblown about his face, his features sharp against the eerie tendrils of moonlight that managed to descend from above, half obscured by clouds and the splayed fingers of tree branches. Most of the silver illumination was hardly visible against the onslaught of shadows; he weaved his way through the knurled trees thoughts striking behind his glowing wolf-gold eyes, the clockwork of his mind turning with each step towards whoever made the sound. "Hello? Who's there?" Another grin, another step. The feeling of the snow numbed his arms, made his face sting with the loss of sensation. Fingers curled and uncurled against it. The feeling of the change would be welcomed in that instant, not just the clarity the pain caused, but also for the warmth of his black wolf's coat. The stronger senses, the smell, the sight, the hearing. Everything. A slight, almost inaudible annoyance surfaced at his throat in the form of a ripping growl. He wanted it. He wanted it all.
Yet Aleksei wasn't changing-- no not yet, at least. He stepped through the forest the rest of the way now, opening himself into visibility to the female. Golden optics fixed on her, ears still ringing with the trembling undertone of her voice. "The question is, why do you care?" Brows raised, manner infinitely sardonic in that instant. Arms were crossed, almost protectively over his chest eyes questioning with mocking inquiry. A twisted grin remained at his lips, his shape part of the surrounding darkness. Snow fell across the black of his hair, streaking ivory against the shadows and yet Aleksei didn't even move. Didn't even flinch against the chill.}

[Tahmores Stian]

The sound of an inhuman howl drifts through the air, a howl that sounds very much like that of a wolf, a wolf in human form, but one of his kin none the less and the thought of been around another werewolf lightens his mood and thoughts and his pace quickens to get to the wolf. In his former desert home you could walk for days without running into another wolf or any other creature for that matter besides the odd camel or vulture. "Hello? Who's there?". Female, a pleasent surprise indeed, it is rare that he has seen a female werewolf in London, it would seem that males outnumber them greatly. About to answer the womans question Tahmores is cut off by the voice of someone else, this time male. For a moment he feels a rush at the presence of the male. Not because he has any wantings to fight him, but because of part of his mind still thinks as if he were back in his pack. A strange male he doesn't know is nearby, were he in his wolf form Tah' woud be surpressing the urge to growl and bark warning at the stranger. For now he is control of himself.

The man is clad in black, making him meld with the shadows and hard to see properly. A human wouldn't be stupid enough to make their presence known in a place like Hyde Park. A vampire perhaps. There is only one way to find out, he has to get closer to the two. As always he has a gun somewhere on his person though he hopes that it will not need to be used. "No harm in knowing what's around you is here. Her question is perfectly sound". He turns to look at Nadine. "Don't worry, not about me anyway. I was just taking a walk through the walk thinking when something I presuming you threw almost hit me in the head". Now he turns his head towards Aleksei. "Are you going to stand in the shadow the whole time or are you going to come out and be at least a little bit social?".

[Yzge'ek]

The sound of a male coming out of the shadows made Nadine tense, she wasn't so naive to think the worst. She hunched over low and pulled her lips back from her teeth, she was anxious, and now, she was threatening, at least...she would have been, had she been a wolf, but for now, she was human and looked very much like she was smiling awkwardly.

"The question is, why do you care?"

She didn't like his eyes, too yellow, not human, he was certainly a predator of some manner. It made the short hairs of her neck bristle as she shuffled from foot to foot. "You were sneaking up on me." she said in a light hiss, running her tongue over her lips as she grumbled a little, one male she might have been able to handle, but then another came.

"No harm in knowing what's around you is here. Her question is perfectly sound. Don't worry, not about me anyway. I was just taking a walk through the walk thinking when something I presuming you threw almost hit me in the head".

Yzge'ek's sharp blue eyes shifted between the two rapidly as she tried to make sense of it all, the one was more antagonistic, and the other seemed more mellow. The darker of the two even seemed to goad the lighter one. But it wasn't as though she'd be lulled into a false sense of security, she knew full well that if they were pack mates they might just be playing Good Cop-Bad Cop, which. "I wasn't trying to hit you in the head, you should be more careful."

That was a given, she never let her guard down if she could, especially now, given her current company, she straightened up, shoulders back. She wasn't going to be taken as a subordinate, even if that meant she would swiftly cut down.

[Kriss ~Aleksei Lee Malitzka~]

Golden optics flicked with indolence in the general direction of the newly arrived male. A twitch of lip was the only shone reaction at first to his statement, but as it was Aleksei responded. Surprisingly, already that amusement had faded from him, and that was a feat in itself. Feral orbs took in Tah, mock scorn in his tone of voice now. "Social?" The facade of surprise was heavily filling his words, sardonic. Twisted into a manner that was clearly not friendly. "Never did I say I was here to be social." As it was, Aleksei stepped slightly forward. Detaching himself, and all his darkness, from the tree he had been supporting the majority of his weight against. Narrowed yellow optics were locked on the male, before they briefly returned to the female. Something almost like a smile was at her lips, of course Aleksei knew better than that. It was too... aggressive for that. A baring of wolf fangs, had wolf fangs been in her mouth.
"Werewolf?" His inquiry was light, clearly directed towards Nadine. His humor returned in that instant, relighting the fire within his eyes. "So am I." The answer was obviously clear, for the girl at least. It was too cold for her to be dressed in the manner she was, the air to frigid. It was so, even for a werewolf and yet Aleksei was another argument there. Snow curdled at his skin, melting with the contact of the exposed flesh of his forearms. That leather jacket he wore was unzipped, the buttons of his black shirt undone around his neck-- exposing the ragged, knurled scars that were at the skin there. His black hair was messed, free-falling about his face while most of the shoulder-length strands were tied messily back into a half-hearted ponytail. "And I wasn't sneaking up on you-- I'm sure, sweetheart, if you tried you could have heard me. Honestly I wasn't trying to conceal my presence in anyway. And it's your fault, in the first place for revealing your location by throwing bloody rocks."" Russian accent lilted at the words, filling them with a strange sort of malice. They were just thick enough to be detectible, and just strong enough not to be washed away by his developed English accent. A grin graced his lips now, once more. Shifting slightly, he returned his attention to Tah. "And what are you? If you're a human you better run, the monsters might get hungry." Aleksei, of course already had his doubts about the man being a human. Of course, more likely than not his comment might be able to, perhaps annoy him. As though to prove his point, Aleksei opened his jaw before clamping it shut once more. The metallic snap of teeth against teeth audible in the air. However faint it may have been, it was a slight sign of hostility.

[Tahmores Stian]

"I wasn't trying to hit you in the head, you should be more careful"

"True enough, true enough, lost in my own thoughts, dangerous thing to happen when walking through a place like this, anything is bound to sneak up on your from behind and bring you down, always better to be aware of your surroundings when out on a night like this, any night really". Tahmores listens to Aleksei with a small smile. "So you're here to just hang around and snarky comments? Because I could have gone back to work to hear the drunk humans pester me about my eye* or about how much like common dogs werewolves are".The 'smile' on the female's lips only reinforced his thinking that she is a werewolf. The smile is infact her attempting to bare her teeth, perhaps she has been spending a little bit too much time as a wolf. It can happen to some people, they spend so much time in their animal form that when they change back the habits of the animal are carried out as a human; such as howling, growls and baring teeth. "Werewolf?". Tahmores raises an eyebrow. "That or she's insane".

The cold is making him shiver a little. Like Nadine he is a little underdressed for this cold weather, but it's not worth going out wearing too much clothing just incase there comes the time that he would have to change and the clothes would end up been shredded. The only protection he has from the cold is a jacket. This time of the year he almost wished to be back in the blazing desert sun laying around in the tents swearing like mad. But it wont last forever. Winter will pass soon.

So the other male is a werewolf aswell. Probably one of those loner types who likes to sulk around in the darkness. He could never understand how they lived like that. The only time Tahmores had ever been totally alone was running from the vampire coven his pack had attempted to raid and those many months after when he just kept running away in any direction that wouldn't take him back there. But even in London he has found people to be around; co-workers and friends. He'd always told himself he'd never be alone again.

"And what are you? If you're a human you better run, the monsters might get hungry"

Tahmores turns full to look at Aleksei. "The monsters can get as hungry as they like. If they're stupid enough to try and take a bite out of me then they deserve to have their arses kicked". Aleksei snapping his jaws together just makes Tahmores think that this wolf is slightly immature, using stupid gestures to try to immidate another. "You're going to chip a tooth if you continue doing that".

* : So you don't have to read his bio, Tah is half-blind in his left eye from been hit with granade shrapnel. It is clouded and there are scars around his eye

[Yzge'ek]

Nadine nodded, she liked the more mellow tempered male, He at least seemed to have his head screwed on right, which was more than she could say for the other one. Snapping his teeth together and trying to sound threatening, she didn't even find him that scary.

"Werewolf?"

The female looked around cautiously and rubbed at the scar as she nodded. "Yes, however, I didn't mean to get involved in any...pack dispute." The more the two males kept fighting the more and more it sounded like there was some sort of dominance struggle going on, she was no loner, but she had no business getting involved in the affairs of squabbling males.

Over time while she seemed as alert as she had been since the two had shown up, her aggressive stance came down a little, she almost looked a bit anxious, but she gave no hint that she would fight or run. "If this is your turf, I don't want any trouble..." Especially if there was more of them, she thought idly, still watching the who carefully, but at least for now Yzge'ek seemed more inclined to act humanely.

Though she did like at Aleksei for a long moment. "Though you should probably be less of a dick if you know what's good for you." She smirked deviously for a moment, running her hand through her hair as she eyed the male up and down. Sure he was tall, but he wasn't exactly very meaty, which made her snicker a bit to herself. "You're just a tiny shit."

[Kriss ~Aleksei Lee Malitzka~]

A twitch of his lips, another grin spread across his features. The humor in it was off-kilter, just as everything else about him almost seemed to be. It was too edgy, too sharp. "I am indeed here because I wish to grace you with my superior wit," A hostile gleam caught reflective in his wolf-gold eyes. "And truth be told, my interest is hardly in your eye." Head cocked lightly to the side, sending strands of his raven hair about his face. A thoughtful expression was represented about his face, a glint of amusement in the twist of his smile. "Though I suppose, there is a story behind it. Every scar has a story, no matter how small nor large." Every scar as a story. The words replayed, in Aleksei's mind like a broken record stuck on one string of tunes. And indeed the tone that the song now played was bitter, hardly a song at all. It was merely lyrics filled with a line of mournful words. Repetitive, and never ending in the darkness of his mind.
Eyes slit closed, that smile faded for what seemed like the first time. In fact all expression was completely and utterly gone from his features, every line of his face was perfectly unreadable. After an instant more, those golden optics reopened but a single, tattered, fading remain of something very similar to sorrow remained... Perhaps, what he had playing on his face as amusement, wasn't amused at all.
But just as soon as it was there, the emotion was gone. Nothing left of it but a wispy memory, and more likely than not the other's wouldn't have noticed his slight lapse in control. It had been a split second in time, stretched only between the time it took to blink and once more pretense had been placed upon his face. Covering his eyes with a sheen of amusement that always and ever seemed to remain. A lie. All of it was a lie.
"Ah, but in the end we're all a bit insane, aren't we?"
The words spoken were as light as air, but not light enough for those sensitive in hearing to be unable to catch it. And yet, probably sooner than any reply could be given the masked the whispered words with a louder, clearer response to one of the others statements. Both Tah's, and Nadine's last statements. A faint scowl furrowed at his slender brows. "Now you're both ganging up on me with insults, that's hardly fare if you ask me." A pause of consideration was given, a change in focus as his glittering yellow optics turned to the female. "Truth be told, sweetheart I'm not all that afraid of you either, nor Scar over there." Downward cast of his lid proved a wink towards the girl, however odd it may have been. In truth it was hardly flirting, more than anything else it was well... teasing? Yes, teasing. Aleksei was hardly taking any thought to any of this. To him, all of it was nothing more than a game. Nothing more, nothing less. Nothing but a game.

[Tahmores Stian]

Tahmores shakes his head slowly with a laugh. "Pack disputes? No no nothing like that is happening here. I don't even know who this guy is, never seen him before in my life. In fact I have no pack anymore to speak of so there's no terriory struggles going on that involve me in any way shape or form. Walk around the park as much as you like, I'm not going to stop you. I didn't come walking through here looking for any fights to start". The female is upfront, unafraid of speaking her mind of what she thinks of those around her. She shows qualities that could be used to make a leader of sorts; not afraid to put others in their place when they're acting the fool.

"I am indeed here because I wish to grace you with my superior wit"

This wolf was rubbing him the wrong way before but now Aleksei is just starting to annoy Tahmores to no end. Always a comeback to whatever is said, has to open his mouth. Luckily Tahmores has high patience, if he didn't Tah' probably would have snapped already and made a move to punch Aleksie in his smarmy mouth. "Though I suppose, there is a story behind it. Every scar has a story, no matter how small nor large". "There is a story behind it up it is not one that I feel you need to know. The events that made me aquire it I'm exactly proud of". All a little bit insane. Ha. "Some more than others it would seem".

"Now you're both ganging up on me with insults, that's hardly fare if you ask me"

"Just be glad it's us and not a vampire or one of those humans who is bent of eradicating out kind from London, the face earth even. Would you rather be have insults or bullets fired at you?".

[Yzge'ek]

"Now you're both ganging up on me with insults, that's hardly fare if you ask me"

"With your superior wit...I'm sure you're fine." Nadine's smirk didn't move for a moment as she tilted her head at Aleksei. "Relax, if someone was gonna pop you in the mouth for being a smart ass...it would have probably happened by now." Of course, she wasn't going to rule the possibility out, it seemed that the tall male was a big fan of pushing things. Maybe he was just trying to be annoying? She wasn't sure, but it was rather amusing. Of course, the fact he had to point out he wasn't scared...only made her wonder if he was starting to feel uneasy about the situation. That, and the banter only served to make her smile wider.

"Pack disputes? No no nothing like that is happening here. I don't even know who this guy is, never seen him before in my life. In fact I have no pack anymore to speak of so there's no territory struggles going on that involve me in any way shape or form. Walk around the park as much as you like, I'm not going to stop you. I didn't come walking through here looking for any fights to start".

Learning that there was no pack in the area seemed to only embolden the blond female, who crossed her arms across her chest as she nodded at the cloudy eyed male. "Good, I don't want to fight." It was really that simple, some days she did, and others she didn't. Fortunately today was one of those days...after all, she had probably just laid waste to a grove of old housing development windows, she just didn't have the energy to fend off two other werewolves...no matter how much fun that might be.

She let the two prattle on about scars and stories as much as they liked, her eyes attentively focusing on the two, her curiosity, while piqued was quelled by her politeness, she wasn't going to go about asking people how they got this, or lost that...it just wasn't appropriate. Especially when she wasn't even sure who these people were, hell, other than the fact they said they were werewolves, she wasn't even certain what the males were.

"Just be glad it's us and not a vampire or one of those humans who is bent of eradicating out kind from London, the face earth even. Would you rather be have insults or bullets fired at you?".

About when Tahmores got that serious Yzge'ek intervened, shaking her head, "You make it sound like our kind don't kill each other." she cocked a brow incredulously as she shifted her weight from one foot to another. "Besides, everyone dies sometime." she said it with such deadpan matter of fact-ness. "You don't need to be so hard on the guy."

[Kriss ~Aleksei Lee Malitzka~]

Brows became upraised, once more in mocking inquiry. The expression was clearly stressing a question, and yet there was something infinity sardonic in the manner. "I never asked about it. Never even mentioned it before you brought it up, whatsyername." Eyes were locked on, Tah, clearly retorting his comment on the scar. In truth, Aleksei hadn't been all that interested in it to begin with. Scars were merely scars. There was nothing too interesting about any of them, truth be told. He was no human. He was no fool, about things like that. Aleksei had more of an inquisitiveness towards not the actual scar, but towards how whoever got it obtained the original injury. And yet, he wasn't rude enough to ask what that was. It was one thing he never pushed, at least not truly. Aleksei never pushed towards ones past, never asked questions about it unless he was given permission too.
And so, he didn't push now for any information on the scar, nor how the man got it. After all he had his own scars, his own stories, all of which were no badges of honor and so now Aleksei shrugged it off, his attention returning to the girl and her statement. "Honestly, neither of you are all that terrifying. I'm not afraid of people twice as intimidating as you. Hell I'm not afraid of vampires. And I've taken a good few punches in the mouth before, I'm pretty sure I could get up and punch back." He was sobered now, an almost offensive tone in his voice. Of course it still had that playful undercurrent, that was half joking and half sarcastic. His slight tension eased, falling into a sort of almost playful batter of remarks, and yet even with this change in mood that tension that lined his shoulders never seemed to leave. When everything else fell away, that weariness remained. Gooseflesh had risen at his skin, snow pricking painfully, bitterly cold pin-points of pain against his flesh. When he exhaled, his breath came in a baseless steam of air. He almost ached to change, to feel that bittersweet release of his human form. But he wouldn't, no, not yet. Another smirk played along the edges of his lips, still slightly twisted. Off-kilter, though there was nothing apparently wrong.
"Good, I don't want to fight."
"To bad... I was up for a little scuffle." A slight laugh, followed quickly by a split-second grin. Aleksei was in one of those moods of his-- and this mood made him want to change. To sink his teeth into something. In a since, to make something angry. And all of that would be so much easier in his second shape. Aleksei shifted, muscles beneath his skin coiling as he spread his hands skyward. His back arched, a slight groan escaping passage from his lips in the pleasure of releasing those tensed muscles which moved beneath his skin like the white on a wave. Eyes squinted shut for an instant, before snapping open once more. Bright and alive, surging as though molten pools crafted them. Like melted gold.
"So what's your names? I'm Aleksei Malitzka."

[Tahmores Stian]

"I wasn't saying that our kind do not attack and kill eachother. We can have fights and wars just as easily as the humans do, though usually not to the extent that they do thankfully. But though my experiences it is always the vampires and humans who are the most willing to start confrontations with people of different species". "Besides, everyone dies sometime". Tahmores closes his eyes for a moment. "Yes, everyone does one day come to an end. Even those who are said to be immortals like ourselves and vampires can be killed in one way or another. Eventually even this planet will die". Tahmores looks at Aleksei with a slight sigh. "No I suppose I don't need to be so hard on him. Sorry for been hostile towards you". Peacemaker. That's what he had always been in the pack, the one to settle arguments between the younger pack members.

Not all that terrifying? Tahmores laughs to himself. "Well I'm not trying to be terrifying. It's not like I walk around trying to make people feel afraid of me, so you not been afraid of me doesn't bother me all that much. And anyone who's willing to give the vampires a few punches can't be all that bad in my books, sometimes those leeches need to be shown that they can't just walk the streets like they own the damn place". The way Alexsei seems to tense up and then release catches his eye. The same way most wolves act when the need to change is running through them .The boy looks like he could snap at any moment and start the change. The last thing he wants at the moment is a highly strung werewolf running around the place. Then again perhaps the best thing is to just let him let loose for a while, get all that pent up energy out of his system. "Well if you're looking for a fight you're sure to find one at a club or bar somewhere, find a vampire dumb enough to tassle with a wolf who's not one to go down with one hit". "So what's your names? I'm Aleksei Malitzka"."Tahmores Stian. Though I get most people to just call me Tah for short". He turns to Nadine. "What about you miss?".

[Yzge'ek]

Always the fussing mother wolf, Nadine nodded and seemed to go back to being casual and friendly as Tah had apologized to Aleksei. She wasn't one that took great joy in hen pecking, but it was necessary for some, especially male werewolves, they just never seemed to know when to let up. "Life is just tough all over...but that's why we should be watching one anothers' backs..." Of course she said that, but these days she wasn't too sure she felt that way, but in mixed company she wouldn't talk too much trash.

Of course she wasn't too surprised that the more antagonistic male was still prepared to fight, but she wasn't exactly going to take him up on his offer, in fact she agreed that maybe he would go find a brawl somewhere in the city, perhaps take out his aggression on some weaker predator. An inferior hunter, it wasn't as though London wasn't sporting a bumper crop of such worthless beings.

Yzge'ek froze when it came to introductions, she was skiddish about such things, her eyes darting for a moment before she finally weighed her options, it wasn't as though either of these strange males would know any one she knew. "I'm Y--Nadine. Nadine Davis." she said it with a politeness that was no doubt practiced, from years of meeting with diplomats from other packs. "Its nice to meet you, Tah, and Aleksei." she almost seemed to curtsy a little as she looked between the two with a smile, somewhat crooked thanks to the scar.