:she had been waiting for hours for the men to return. Nerves had taken over and she had sat in her room sobbing for hours, worried about her family. Hearing a door open and noises, she hoped they were there to announce their homecoming. Running down the hallway, she noticed lights from Feilas' room and stopped in the door way, tears running down her cheeks.::

Why... are you a fool?

::she walked further into the room and took his hand into hers, holding on tight.::

What did you say that was so wrong??

::her thoughts of what Feilas could have possibly done wrong were stopped by his words.::

What did you say? .. Dameon... is home.. ::her heart lifted and then fell again as she processed the rest ::

Jo.... Jonas is dead?!

::her eyes started flaming and she dropped to her knees infront of him, feeling weak.::

Why?! Why didn't Dameon bring him to me?! Where is he.. take me to him.... he can't be dead!


::she was hysterical and nearly screaming at Feilas. Her talons were released and her wings sprang open form her back. She tried to hold onto Feilas but only managed to claw at him and cut him with her talons, she was too lost in emotion to contain herself, wings were sweeping up and down with her emotions. Her eyes dripped the crimson blood tears and she was biting her lip so hard, it was now bleeding.::

Noo! ... Noooo!!!! ::Talons were scratching at her own skin now, ripping and tearing into her flesh as she tried to contain herself.::

::she couldn't stop her anger and sadness, it kept swelling inside of her, her strength was growing and she ripped her hands from Feilas' grip, lunging at him, knocking him back. She pounced, resting like a dog on all fours on his chest, talons at his throat and the sharp claws of her feet digging into his stomach. Breathing heavily, her small body shook and racked itself, blood dripping from her mouth and chest, tears falling from her eyes onto him, healing where they touched, but he still bled from the areas not effected by the tears. ::

Do not tell me to calm! Bring me to him! Damn Dameon to hell! ... Where is Jonas.. Tell me! ::she was screaming at the top of her lungs now, hands around Feilas' throat.::

::she stared angrily into his eyes before she started to feel weak and woozy.::

Feilas.... I'm.... I'm sor....

::she passed out ontop of him, her wings going limp and covering her tiny body, she lay bloody and heaving::

::she woke up a short time later, tucked into bed. Most of her wounds were healed. Her best guess what that Feilas had tended to her and put her to bed. Anger still swelled within her, she climbed out of bed and threw on her coat. Looking quite the crazy mess, she headed to the Inn to find him.::