Amarinth and Anna watched Blair closely as she spoke those last words, it felt odd to be looking up to her slightly instead of down, she was nowhere near as tall as Alice, but still she had respectful length.
It though made her seem a little intimidating now with half her wolf protruding from her, they wondered if she had it like that because she wanted to look frightening, or could she actually not revert back?
Deciding to believe Blair Anna gave Amarinth a last check, she still held her throat and a purple blemish the form of a hand sat nicely choked around her neck.
Blair closed her eyes and lifted her head to the roof, she turned almost as if listening to the ambient of the room then opened up to look out a window.
"Who was responsible for the death of Cleopatra?" She asked but the sisters gasped.
"She's dead!?" Anna asked.
