Brynn pulled the covers over her head as Winni's alarm clock interrupted her dream, she was in wolf form running through the forest, not an unusual dream for Brynn, but she loved it all the same. Brynn growled "Why in the hell does she do that?" The answer was simple, Winni was clueless she was in a house full of wolves with perfect hearing. Hearing her adopted sister head down the stairs with that damned animal she called Harlequin, Brynn opened her window and lit a cigarette. She knew her mother knew she smoked, the awesome hearing also came with an awesome sense of smell, but hiding it from her was just too much fun.
Silently she watched Winni Jog until she was out of sight before leaning against the wall, she heard her mother getting ready herself, and guessed she had been doing the exact same thing, minus the smoking, a few rooms over, causing the young wolf to curse herself for falling into the habits of the alpha, even though he really didn't think it a bad thing. The smoke that filled her room had drowned out almost all of the other scents that any other wolf would have smelled, but Brynn didn't care. She closed her eyes and slowly drew the toxic mist into her lungs.
The smoke didn't cloud her hearing though, and she heard Alette say her mothers name, She felt a growl form in the base of her throat, but instead of letting it slide passed her lips, she drew on the cigarette once again and listened to the encounter. The shadow hunter has made her presence known quite a few times in their house, but she was growing bolder recently, and even more-so now that the Shadow World was falling apart. After the girl left, she heard her mother call to Winni, who was approaching the house, Brynn smiled and finished her cigarette. She tossed it out the window after putting it out on the sill and went to her closet to dress. After brushing her monochrome hair she made her way down the stairs, no doubt reeking of cigarettes. "Hey mom, hey Bean!