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“Oi! I’m not a werewolf, Witch Lady!” Oliver shouted, his senses told him the women was a witch… and he didn’t like to swear at women… so Witch Lady it was. “I’m a shifter not some uncontrolled werewolf!” He growled as he followed behind her. A determined gait in his strides, he found himself giving a jerky nodd when Karla sai dhe made the rules.

Seeing as he’d bruted his way into her journey he knew it would be better if she made the rules. He blinked green eyes when the top of his button up shirt was popped open and a tingle of magic washed over him when the symbol appeared. By the time they got into the building Oliver semt nothing… and then a small trail of scent that was most definitely Ryan. A growl left his lips and he felt himself changing, the symbol staying on his dark fur as a stark white contrast as he took off after the scent, his tail twitched at the mention of ghost witches…. Two might not be able to do this… but a whole COVEN of the ghosts witches might be able to.

Ear’s on high alert as they moved Oliver followed the scent of Ryan, a deep growl leaving him when they found the blood trail… it made Oliver’s blood boil… and he barely knew the human… it was something he’d have to ask his parents about….

The trail of blood and the scent itself lead the pair to the lower passages. The doors that should be locked where all ominously open, it made Oliver’s fur stand on end something wasn't right...the trail lead to a oddly clean hallway… with candles and Oliver heard echoing voices.

“Down this way….” He growled out before he took off down the candle lit hallway. Normally shifters didn’t talk in their shifted form to maintain their hidden space among animals… but they could if they needed to. Human tales about animals that spoke where basically shifters who broke cover in one way to help a hero, or aid a maiden, that sort of thing.

When they came upon the chamber Oliver saw red, anger clouded his head when he saw Ryan bleeding from one eye the gash on his face…
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HannaBelle had been told my Miss Tara to leave, the library was closed and all the students had been told to go home by their professors…. It confused HannaBelle to no end...she was walking off campus when she called her mum and dad to let them know she had dinner plans with… someone…. They pressed at her with questions over who she was going with….but she was tight lipped.

She called Granny Tamick after to let the old witch that she would be home late. The older witch was much more understanding, just telling HannaBelle to have a shock spell ready in case the person had wandering fingers. That made the red headed witch blush as she hung up and decided to so to a book store down the road to pass the time. She found herself in the back isle looking at book on the 'fabled' book of the dead, these books never went into detail, instead telling stories about various people who had claimed to own the book at one point.