The Wolfless Luna
ng the need to leave. She wasn't sure why but she
hard to breathe, her blood boiling under her skin. She didn't know what was going
stopped running. She didn't want to look like there was
t to herself as she wandered through the streets of
ed. All she knew was that those four werewolves were bad news. She n
s dan
a few small businesses. She quickly popped into a few,
looking for work. She migh
re made her way to her apartment. It w
oved downstairs into the back rooms and was re
ions constantly filling her apartment. Still, it wa
ess her apartment via the stairway there, she noticed
d to her stairway. She wasn't sure what he was doing there but if
look at her and exclaimed,
back of her neck rising. Clare stared at the
again, "I didn't mean to scare you. Actual
olding out a hand. Clare took it, feeling a little more at ease. M
d, shaking his hand. "By the wa
h permission can enter this place." Roberto explained, dropping Clare's
rs. Niro had painted a runic mark on
ace without the ward harming yo
at about if I invite someone o
, but it was best if she had that information.
ith your permission can enter this place. Think of it like how vampire's need permi
owerful spell." C
ike a high level spell. Still, one couldn't judge a witch by the
erto nodded. "Anywa
t. "Rob, are you scaring the new tenant
copy of Roberto. She had the same brown, cat-like eyes, blond
, turning to Clare. "He has no social awarenes
g." Roberto grow
" Clare chuckled, noticing the black runic marks o
redibly powerful with Tier 6 witches being the only ones above them, those wit
s it's not every day one gets to meet a Tier 5 wi
ghed, raising an ey
, holding out a hand. "By the way, I'm Roberta Niro.
tes." Roberto r
" Clare
Roberta laughed. "Must be
ins are rare among wi
en one child is rare since the
ng different species and witches were among those that had the hardes
brid?" Roberta asked suddenly. "Sorry, that
m not sure... I never met my mother and my father never spoke of her.
She suspected her mother was human but seeing as her father
hat but a part of her hated sh
ta mused as she
" Roberto asked, lo
you. It's not witch magic..." Roberta murmured. "I must be tired
d. "Anyway, I have to g
p by the shop sometime so w
nt, her mind wondering about Roberta's comment