As the wolves and the shadow hunters waited the day out, enjoying the final hours of a beautiful day that would soon be bloodied, Hera and Delilah decided to catch up. It wasn't like they were long-time friends or anything, but they had met in other circumstances.
Delilah had been a victim of the good thief once upon a time, and instead of just killing the beautiful thief with her runes, she decided that Hera was an interesting person to be around, and that was true.
"it's been a while, Rhian…I know you probably hear everyone tell you this, but how are you? Do I need to rune someone into ashes? I mean, I will if you want me to," Delilah began while looking at Hera. She had been amazed at how fast Hera had adapted to his life.
She was the girl with so much baggage, but here she was leading two centuries of people into a war that she had thought was the best idea.
