Spitfire entered through the front door as his wings folded, he had just returned from the meeting and something was bothering him. His house was large and had many large windows, the dome like roof and the many pillars around it, its design was that of ancient greek or roman, and the building was circular. The house resembled the headquarters in the fact its interior was also white marble. It stood tall ontop of the plataeu that remained in the middle of the island. It never rained but it was almost always cold, never at freezing points though, always a cool chilly cold.

He entered the front room where Lazuk sat on his perch, the hawk stirred from sleeping and swooped over to Spitfire's shoulder as he sat in a large armchair, infront of him there was a window and to his right a large fireplace, within which was a raoring fire. Around the rest of the room there is an assortment of chairs and furniture, many small tables with round drink mats on them, to stop drinks staining the table. The room itself was fairly small compared to the house, being a 20ft by 20ft wide square, its walls were painted dark colours, mainly reds and blacks. amd the only light was the light from the fire place. Spitfire stared at the wall just below the window, he was still thinking deeply. The moon was high in the sky at this point, and all the stars clearly viewable, Spitfire remained in his armchair thinking, he raised his hand and started to pet Lazuk, the bird has been cleaning its feathers and nipped his finger gently as a gesture to pet him. Spitfire turned to the bird and said, "I suppose you're hungry. I'll let you out in a little while, i just need some company for the moment old friend." The bird looked at him making no sound, this time nipping his nose as he smiled. "Yes i know, just give me some time to think first." He continued to watch the bird for a little while before turning to the fire and thinking again.

She strode silently into the front room as she made her way over to Spitfire. Her pale delicate fingers on her right hand ran over his opposit shoulder that Lazuk wasn't perched on. Her fingertips gently brushing over his skin as she stood beside him and looked down at him. A slight smirk on her face, her hood over her head covering her face with a shadow. She spoke softly " Sorry i was late for the meeting, hun. I had some buisness to attend too." She then leaned down and gently kissed the top of his ear then leant back up and continued to look down at him. She noticed he seemed to be slightly tense, something on his mind. She decided not to question him as she just simply waited for a responce.

Spitfire stood up and hugged her tightly, his arms wrapped around her tightly as he replied; "Its fine, babe. It wasn't that interesting anyway." He let his head rest on her shoulder, while he calmed down and relaxed. Sitting back in his chair and gently pulling her down onto his lap, while Lazuk flew back to his perch. "Have you seen Maehdros yet? He wasn't at the meeting either." The fire crackling away, emmiting heat into the room. He closed his eyes and let his head rest on her shoulder again while he waited for a reply.

She wrapped her arms slowly around him and hugged back tightly, then sitting on his lap when he sat once again. She listened to him speak, noticing he had also calmed and was glad of this. She then replyed to his words;" No i haven't, but i'm sure hes around here somewhere.. knowing him he is probably checking the place out or visiting..Midnight." Her voice drifted off a bit as she raised her hand and gently brushed her fingertips across his cheek, running up his face and stroking his hair on the side a bit while looking at the fire blankly and in deep thought." So what possition did you recieve in the clan?"

A Black cloud began to appear in front of the house of spitfire, the cloud getting bigger until a figure could be seen coming from within it. When the cloud of shadow finally detisapated a person stood where it once was. This was Midnight Vaelos the older brother of Spitfire. He wanted to come and visit to see how the family was doing. Midnight was a Lycan meaning him and Spitfire are enemies in a way considering he was a vampire, but they were family and had no hate for eachother what so ever. He opened the door to the home and walked in closing the door behind him. He saw the two getting close to eachother and in his usual humorus tone he spoke to the two. "Already at it huh...you know there is a private area for that kind of stuff haha. How are you doing bro?" He then stood there waiting for a responce from either of them.

Spitfire replied "I got the rank of Eternal Guard, you should ask your rank when you see Ruikan, Maehdros's too." He smiled at her touch, he liked it when it was just the two of them. As he heard the door open then close he sighed slightly, but only Animia would have heard since his head was beside her's. He answered "This is a privae area, its our house. And i'm doing fine thanks, yourself?" he waited for a reply and gently wrapped his arms around Animia's waist, holding her tightly.

She glanced over at Spitfire as she heard him sigh, she then looked over to Midnight who had entered their home without knocking or any other sign of asking before entering. She felt Spitfires arms tighten around her as she softly rubbed her hands over his and leaned back against him a bit, looking at Midnight with a dull look on her face, more annoyed if anything. She herself let out a small sigh as she waited to see what would happen.

" I'm good, just felt like bugging the hell out of you guys...it pleases me haha." He then walked over to the nearest chair and sat down in it, making himself comfortable by kicking his feet up and relaxing them on the table. He stretched his neck out a bit, making cracking nocies from his bones cracking, then set his eyes on the two. "Well...family comes over to visit and i get no family love or something to eat?" He looked around through the house a bit and saw that it was quiet, too quiet for a family with a kid. "So wheres the kid at...i havent seen him all day." He would wait for the two to respond, while resting his head on his fist.

"We haven't seen him either, and since you helped yourself in you can help yourself to food and such." He holds Animia still, not letting her get up to get the man any food. He would have to get it himself if he wishes to walk in unannounced and disturb them. He softly kisses her neck a couple of times while waiting to hear his brother's reply.

She stayed silent as she felt Spitfire kiss her neck, her eyes now drifting from Midnight and over to one of the windows, looking outside. Her fingertips softly rubbing over Spitfires hands as she then glanced back over to Midnight and said in a more serious tone. " You sure you dunno where Maehdros is?" not fully trusting him to not know, seeing as he normaly was always with him.

Midnight gave his brother a glare, he hated haveing to do things that didnt interest him. "Fine, il get my own damn food." As he stood up from the chair and headed for the kitchen Animia asked him about Maehdros. He had no clue where he was, but he was worried for the kid even if he didnt show it at all. "Hey if i knew where the kid was i would have brought him with me...dont worry im sure hes fine he is your child." He then walked into the kitchen, opening their fridge finding some raw meat that was wrapped up. He grabbed the meat, unwrapped it and without cooking it, began to bite down into the raw, bloody meat. Being a Lycan he loved his meat uncooked. He then walked back into the living room are with the meat and sat back down, continueing to eat as he did so.

Slightly amused at his brother's irretation he smirked a bit, playfully biting Animia's cheek softly with a smile on his face. Hoping she would come out of her deep thought and be a little happier, as Lazuk flew over to Midnight's shoulder from his perch; nipping at his ear. "It seems Lazuk doesn't like being ignored by you. Plus he's hungry, so watch he doesn't steal your meat." his voice alot cheerier now and his smile still worn on his face, he would lick Animia's cheek if she didn't turn to him after the playful bite, trying to gain her attention.

Ignoring Midnight now, she turned her head to look at Spitfire as he had bitten her neck. He now licked over her lips as she kissed him softly and slowly, keeping it breif and sweet. Her hands softly rested at his sides as her fingers brushed over his shirt. She herself too couldn't help but smile a little at her brother in-laws irritation. Her hood had now fallen back, her long hair drapped down her back as she faced Spitfire a bit more now and slowly pressed her lips to his neck, kissing down it slowly and whispering softly. " Hun, maybe we should go find Maehdros.."

As he was eating his meat Spitfire's bird Lazuk sat on his shoulder, trying to get the food that he was eating. "Well this bird better get away from me...I dont care if hes hungry or not." Midnight kept eating away at the meat, while the bird still tried to get a couple pecks here and there at it. "COME ON BIRD SHOO....GET OUT OF HERE." Finally Lazuk flew away and went back to his perch, Midnight now being happy that he can eat in peace. Midnight over heard Animia whipser to his brother, with his keen senses he would hear things pretty clear, he was also worried about Maehdros now. "Hey he will come when he wants to come...hes a 16 yr old kid...give him some space."

Agreeing with both he said "Ok babe, but Midnight is right. We will stay here but I will send Lazuk to look for him." He softly slipped from underneath Animia and stood up, the bird flew over to his shoulder as he glanced at it. Walking over to the window and opening it he said "Ok Lazuk, you keep and eye out for Maehdros while you hunt please." The bird simply flew off into the night while Spitfire closed the window again and lifte Animia up slightly so he could get back in his chair with his sitting on his lap. Re-wrapping his arms around her and kissing her cheek softly he said "Is that ok with you, hun? We can trust Lazuk." He leaned back in his chair, loosening his arms a bit so he could do so, waiting for his wife's reply.