Avalon Wright
Was it wrong that she enjoyed the shocked look that found its way onto Maxxie's face? Nope, certianly not. Ava kind of liked the fact that she was able to cause confusion in the wizard, well that and the fact that she laid him flat on the floor. There was a warm feeling the filled her stomach, maybe in a weird sense of pride, but that didn't matter. As long as the warm feeling wasn't falling down her leg then everything was good.
Apparently, the fact that they were being told to leave didn't really register to the witch. When Kellen's arm went around her shoulder and he lead Ava out of the bar, the woman made a childish growl in protest. Her legs fumbled underneath her to keep up with the werewolve's walking. At least he was nice enough to take it slow.
There was a chill in the night, one that Avalon was fairly used to concidering the area she grew up in had similar weather. It was refreshing in a way and the temperature certainly sobered her up a bit. Not a lot, only enough for her body to figure out she was rather tired.
She didn't really listen to what the men were talking about. Ava's brown eyes blinked in a slow fashion and stayed closed for a few seconds each time. The wind's slight nip resulted in her sticking closer to Kellen. He was warm and he was something other. She really didn't need to be told, she just knew. It was a slight difference in his scent or even the energy that surrounded him. The man felt familiar just because of that.
"I'm not...working with you." Her voice slurred as she looked at Max. "I quit already." Her nose scrunched up in an unpleased manner. "Go find someone who wants to put up with you...asshat."