Snippet #1863706

Catileya had gathered clothing and was standing outside the bathroom awaiting the girl to finish bathing. She was about to call out to her when the door reopened and the girl stood naked awaiting her clothes. Catileya heard Silas arrive and remark that they get dressed. She sighed and retorted.
"Like you've never seem me naked, forget about pack initiation did we?" she grinned and handing the girl her clothes pulled on her sweat pants and tank top.
When she was clothed she suddenly shifted from playful to serious.
"A fire Silas? Judging by your thoughts and the others it's not good." her head lowered slightly when the thought occured. "We'll have to leave wont we?" A swell of anger rushed through her.
Glaring at the loner who had caused so much trouble already she gave a low throaty growl. "I'll leave her to you, I'll get supplies for anyone who returns and their burns can't heal. I'm afraid Alpha that if I remain her pretty face wont be so pretty." her tone taking one of hostility and she turned briskly on her heels and stormed off towards the medicine room down the hall.
She only hoped the others weren't feeling her anger, they'd come home with enough anger from the fire they'd set themselves on the loner. Her barefeet made little noise as she made her way down the hall until she reached the door to the medicine room. Entering she began rummaging through and filling a small basket full of items the werewolves had used for centuries to keep from scarring and such.
She'd taken her time to give Silas time to question the loner. Instead of returning to the bathroom she took the hallway that brought back to the kitchen and sat waiting for the others to arrive.