Searching For More

Tracking was an art few humans actually understood. But to werewolves, it came naturally, able to pick up a faint scent from miles and miles away, silent on their feet, and they could easily blend with any part of the world they traveled. Natasha had been all over the globe, living in places all over Europe. But here she was in New York, wandering among the people and loud crowds. Males looked to her, but she was not even worried about them. She had better things to take care of, more important things she had to do. There was a nest here. She did not know where or how she would find them, but no matter how long it took her, she would find them, kill them and save these people. These horrid and strange people. As she walked down the street, carrying a medium sized black backpack slung on her right shoulder, she was careful not to let anyone swipe it. She had heard New York was one of the worst places to get your stuff stolen.

Making her way out of town, she knew her prey would not be within the city limits. It was too populated, too busy. It would be hard for them to move about, to not expose themselves. So, she continued to walk on her path. When she was finally out of the city, she discovered a lot of country roads. Sighing as she looked left and then right, finding nothing in sight. She grew annoyed by the barren look of it all. Frustrated, she decided to make a left. Adjusting the strap on her shoulder, she continued to her path. After what seemed like hours of walking, she finally made it to something she believed she would never see.

The field of blue flowers flooded the floor, covering miles and miles of land. A part of her flipped back to when she was a pup, wishing to drop her things, shift and run through the flowers. Never having a childhood was something she sometimes regretted. Natasha wanted more in life, constantly moving, hunting and destroying lives. What if she could have a life of so much more? As she thought, her legs pulled her to the bed of flowers, slowly dropping her to her back. As she laid in them, she felt their petals tickle her face, rubbing against her cheek and her ears. She laid there, looking up to the sky and staring at the clouds. She was peaceful, calm and tranquil, forgetting her mission. For now she would relax and relish in the beauty that was this field.

Coming out of the house, Teimhnin completely ignored the stairs. Jumping off tall porch and onto the ground, she shifted into her wolf form and ran. White ears pinned back, her fur plastered to her body as the wind hit it. She had no real where she was going, just as long as she was getting away for a little while. Paws beat the ground rhythmically, the whistle of the wind all he ears could hear. Teimhnin knew where she would go, the smell of the flowers drawing her to the meadow. Her silver eyes were closed, following what her nose told her. As the smell of water grew closer, Teimhnin jumped over a small creek. A sigh of happiness left her mouth, happy at the feel of her muscles straining as her legs ate up the ground.

As she reached the meadow, the site of a human figure caused the beta to freeze in her tracks. Her legs locked, paws skidding across the ground until she came to a stop. In an instant, paws turned to bare feet. Teimhnin hadn't planned to meet anyone today, her crimson hair falling straightly to her hips. Frayed jean shorts covered her legs. Teimhnin shirt was comical, a guy shirt that was too big on her and said "Some people just need a high five in the face." The beta preferred being barefoot, only wear shoes when it was absolutely necessary. Walking towards the figure, her nose told her it was a wereling like her. Her bare feet made her silent on the grass, for she walked silently without even trying. Coming up next to the girl laying in the flowers, Teimhnin cleared her throat as to not scare the other wereling.

Teimhnin's Irish accent was strong as she spoke, waving to the other wereling. "Um, hello there, what brings ye 'ere?" There was a friendly smile on her face as she sat in the flowers, careful not to disturb them. As she sat, the flowers tickled her legs and face.

Natasha laid in the joy around her, feeling the small petals against her cheek and the wind breezing through her hair. A scent itched at her nose, causing her to turn towards an on comer. Natasha looked up, seeing a female with bright red hair, staring at her. She quickly positioned herself to her butt then stood on her feet, popping up like a weed not willing to give in. As she looked over the other, her hand glided to the back of her, feeling the hilt of her knife she had readily available at all times. The creature before her was not human, not exactly. She was a werewolf just as herself, but it did not mean Natasha was safe. Clearing her throat, she released her hand from the hilt and dropped it to her side. The other became outstretched, and waiting for another hand to touch it. "I am Natasha and I have come to these lands. Your people and the humans you live near are in mortal danger," she said as she looked to the other. "I have not come to bring war or disaster to your lands, but I am searching for the cold ones, the ones who do not sleep and feast upon the less fortunate. Are there more of you hear?" she asked as if she had not known. The female before her carried not only her scent, but the scent of her pack. Natasha waited patiently for her reply.

Tei enjoyed how blunt this girl was, getting straight to the point without being disrespectful. A small smile came upon her lips as her fingers played with the petals of a flower. Oncoming danger sparked a bit of curiosity withing her.  The beta shook Natasha's hand and answered her questions. "I'm Beta Teimhnin. There are two backs here, mine being Braveheart. We don't bother the humans, but our rival pack feasts upon them I believe. Human blood is what they crave. Now, what is this danger you speak of?" At any thought of danger she thought that they had found her. She knew she couldn't run forever, but the danger would be for her alone and not her pack. It wouldn't be logical for one wereling to run and tell her these things unless they were for all of her pack to hear. With that coming thought the suspicion vanished, though the curiosity did not. Tei was confused and frustrated, wanting to know what she had to protect her pack from.

Natasha looked over the red head, eying her features. As much as she was attracted to this female, there was work to be done. She would tell this pack werewolf all she needed to know. Maybe the female would help her in completing her mission. Natasha thought about it for a moment, wondering if she should tell the other of such demons that walked among them. "Two packs, and one feasts upon the humans? Have you been listening to the news? I have seen a high spike of human-animal related deaths. At least, that is what the mortals are calling it now-a-days. But if you say this rival pack is causing it, I must assure you, they are not doing all the killing." She paused for a moment, looking over to the woods behind the blue sea of flowers. A faint, but familiar scent crossed her nose. There was one close by. He was probably wandering, searching for his next kill, or he could be a scout for his leader. Natasha looked to the other, "vampires. I come from a pack of 'hunters'. For generations, our race has been tracked down and hunted by humans and another immortal enemy. My family has been hunting the ones who wish werewolves harm. Vampires are tricky though. They appear to be humans, but a trained nose will tell you otherwise about them. They enjoying killing humans for sport as well as using them as devices for their hunting. When a human drinks the blood of a vampire, they go through a change, much like when a young werewolf goes through their first phase. It is just as painful as the body transforms from being alive to the undead." Natasha's senses were keen, her eyes scanned around the Beta until she spotted something walking slowly behind them. "Do not turn around, there is one behind you. If you have a weapon, I suggest you slowly take it out, but stay calm. They can feel  when heart rates increase," her wolf told the other. Slowly moving her hand to grasp the hilt of her knife, her knees bent slightly, but her eyes stayed focused on the unwelcome intruder.

Vampires? Didn't she have enough things to deal with besides the bloodsucking bastards? With a groan, Tei rubbed the bridge of her own nose quietly. She had seen the high spike of killings, but figured it was the rival pack on a hunt. "Och, I didn't think the bloodsuckers would come around. There are just two packs, not even in a major pack area." A foreign scent laced her nose as soft breeze blew over the meadow. It was smart to try and mask itself among the flowers. "I know what a vampire is and how they become such a thing, Natasha. I've come across them a few times in my past, so I read up on the best information I could find about them. None of my encounters were equivalent to a fight, though. Are more 'hunters' from your pack going to arrive, or is it just you?" The fact that there was one behind her didn't effect the beta. She slowly inched her hand to the waistband of her shorts, pulling out her pistol that had rested there. Tei never left without a weapon, especially when exploring a land unknown. Her heartbeat didn't change an ounce as she remained relaxed. Tei made a show of looking like she was focused on Natasha and that she hadn't heard the creature behind her. "Anyways, yes there is a pack that feasts upon humans. I thought you were looking to join them at first when you explained them."

"There seems to be just one for the time being. They normally send a scout to look for possible means of food. This one has not eaten in some time, but looks pretty fresh. He may be a new born, but it is too far to tell." Her eyes looked over the fiery red-head, then past her to the vampire which was slowly approaching them. She thought all vampires had the ability to sense their scent, but apparently she was wrong. "I do not wish to join a pack which feeds upon the humans we can easily coexist with. If you were to accept me into your pack, I shall teach the others what I have been taught my whole life. I will work hard to keep the pack safe and I promise to let you know of any and all attacks towards the pack or the humans. I am a skilled fighter in swords and daggers. I have been using blades since I was the young age of five. But for the time being, you are rather beautiful," and she broke off her words, dashing past the Beta and cutting her blade into the vampire. The creature yowled in pain and ripped itself from the blade, bleeding as it moved around her towards the Beta. "Teimhnin! Watch out!" She shouted as she ran back towards them and plunged her blade into the creature again. This time it was deep in his back, causing more to drip from him.

Newborns were even worse than the adults. Tei new enough to know they were constantly out of control. This one was apparently naive enough to not even know what they were. "Poor little bastard. He doesn't even know what danger he's in," her wolf spoke in her head and made the beta smile. Her attention was on both the bloodsucker and Natasha as she spoke. "I can grant you to become a warrior in my pack, any higher and you'll have to speak with the Alpha. Your knowledge will help, but let's not tell our rivals. It would give us a greater advantage. I am skilled in guns and hand to hand combat. Thank you for your compliments, you are quite beautiful yourself." Tei turned around when Natasha went for the vamp and stabbed him rather impressively. In a flash, the vampire was lunging for the beta. She had a smirk on her face as she raised her gun and aimed it directly at his head. Her finger squeezed the trigger multiple times and the shots rang true, blowing huge holes in the creature's head. She moved out of the way in case it lunged for her again, but knew it wouldn't live long.

The vampire stood no chance against the fire-headed broad. Her gun was too powerful and her shots too perfect. Taking a few to the head was enough to drop the creature to the floor. For double measure, Natasha knelt to one knee and stabbed her blade through his back and the place a heart would be. Sitting there, she pulled the weapon from the carcass and looked to the other as she sheathed her weapon. "That was a gorgeous shot." As she lifted herself from her kneeled position, she looked the Beta from her toes to her brilliant eyes. Natasha had not always found females to be so alluring, but her most recent relationships pushed her towards preferring her own gender. Teimhnin was a sexy female at that, easily captivating her attention, now that danger was nowhere near them now. "I would be honored to serve as your Warrior," she said as she bowed her head to her. Her hues looked over her body as she smiled to Teimhnin once more. Of course is it were requested, she would do more for the Beta, whatever she wanted it, whenever she wanted it. Lately the female had been suffering from the time of the year, her drive was increased and she needed to find some release soon. "Will you take me back to your lands? I could really use a shower," she asked as she looked to Teimhnin.

The fae smiled at Natasha, showing the extended fangs of her wolf as they slowly became normal. At her compliment, Tei shrugged. "Thank you, brilliant sword work. He really stood no chance. A newborn against two werewolves surely leads to death. Why he couldn't smell us, I have no clue." The beta smiled and looked over Natasha's body as she stood. Normally she didn't enjoy a creature of her own gender, but there were rare times during that special season. Satisfaction wasn't always easy, and mating season did very odd things to female werewolves. "Wonderful, I'll take you back to my territory and show you around." The last bit about showing her around was sarcastic and serious. Tei had every intention of showing her around, just not the house. It would have to come at a later date though, the beta had some things to take care of.