Lost and Found

Grezhen Varius · May 7, 2011

Grezhen Varius was in the forest, and he was gathering ingredients for the wolfsbane potion. He was running low on some ingredients, and he was expecting the full moon in another week. He had another dosage or two, but he needed to keep it in stock. How could would live with this curse for many, many years? He had been handling it for the past thirty-one years. That rogue werewolf really messed up Grezhen's life. Changed it forever, and it was not really what he wanted to do. Grezhen did not want to be cursed. He did not want to have to have a potion taken and going down into a basement every month. It was tiring. Grezhen had been forced to be working as a mechanic because most of the wizarding world shunned him like he was a disease as though he was unwanted and plagued their society. Grezhen was loving life as a muggle at times, though he seldom used magic at his work, though he could not help it at times. The werewolf truly saw no harm in not using magic at times. Grezhen wanted nothing more but to just live life, and have others not shun him away for something that he really could not help at all. He was not his fault that he was bitten by a werewolf. It was not his fault that there was no cure for what he had.

Running through the woods, gathering through the plants into a small ruby velvet bag. He then thought that he had enough ingredients for a good while. Some he needed to buy from stores anyhow. The rarer ingredients that's all. Grezhen blinked his eyes, and he could sense something. Being a werewolf sometimes had its good sides. He heard someone in the words, like a young child. What were they doing this far into the woods? Grezhen did not think it safe at all, so he started to follow the sound. His boots crunched on the dead leaves that decorated the floor. It was times like this that he was glad that his siblings and his adopted daughter was at school. He could leave his home unoccupied by anyone. He did not have to worry about them. Grezhen thought that he was getting closer and closer to the sound of the child.

Isabella Pisces · May 8, 2011

Isabella Pisces just loved spending time in the forest. She and her sisters owned a vineyard that was located just at the edge of the woods. Having a bunch of tree's behind her house for climbing and such was like an invitation for Isabella to come out here daily. Her sister's didn't mind her being out here either which was a plus in her case. Well emerald rarely cared about anything that didn't concern her own wellbeing but Callisto, whom was like the mother to them all usually didn't mind when Isabella went off. The forest wasn't as dangerous as many thought it was, least not around here. There were magical creatures in there but nothing that Isabella was too afraid of that would keep her from playing around. It was always really peaceful inside here as well. The way the tree's and plants swayed when it was breezy always brought a comforting feel to Isabella. No matter what anyone said, she was a forest girl. Even if she did have a girly side to her, she would never give this place up. No man, woman, or whatever else existed in this world could remove her, she'd latch onto a tree and scream bloody murder if they tried. But so far things were all good and peaceful. Callisto allowed her to go in whenever she wanted so long as she told her first and she was home in time for bed and dinner. That was quite all right with Bella too. Occasionally she got tired and longed for home too. When she wasn't napping or stealing blueberries and raspberries from the bushes inside the woods. She figured that if for some reason she couldn't come home, if she could build herself a treehouse and was able to get a hold of some lumber, she could live here all by herself. There was food, a river, and a place to make a shelter. But she didn't dare think about ever leaving. Her sisters were too dear to her and Isabella didn't really know if she could live too long without Callisto's cooking. For an organic health nut she sure knew how to cook. Especially chicken and fresh baked bread. Perhaps the loser knew that and used that to keep the young girl home. Life was good here. Isabella didn't mind that she and her sisters were secluded. She also didn't mind that she was probably the weirdest child to ever set foot on the world, she was happy and that was what counted.

Today was no different than any other day, Isabella was in the woods as usual. Bandit accompanied her as usual too. Bandit was Isabella's pet raccoon. Callisto found the poor little guy abandoned and brought him home one day, to which Bella immediately was prone to taking care of the little guy to make sure he survived. He had taken a liking to her so he had pretty much became a family pet. His favorite was obviously Isabella though. Isabella stepped over a log that blocked her path and brushed off access dirt that had gotten onto her shorts. Maybe today she would gather some berries or mushrooms for Callisto. Or go fishing, she hadn't done that in awhile. Then again maybe she would just scout around for a better climbing tree. Her last one had lost all it's branches from her climbing on them all the time. 'There is too much I could do, and not enough time to do it.' Isabella though to herself as she stepped through a bunch of plants. She paused for a moment when she heard the crunching of dead leaves. Like someone was also walking through the woods. Rounding a tree she grinned when she saw the figure of a man. Now what was he doing all the way out here? "Are you lost mister?" Isabella asked with a giggle as she poke her head out from the side of the tree and approached him slowly. Without fear she stared up at him with her blue eyes. He was awful hair. He was big too, perhaps he was bigfoot or something? Isabella wasn't sure if it would be polite to ask him if he was though.

Grezhen Varius · May 15, 2011

Thank goodness the full moon was not going to be here for another week or else Grezhen would be in trouble. Thank goodness he also carried a vial of the potion with him at all costs in case in another part of the world, they would have a different timing and all that. He pocketed his pouch of special ingredients before he moved on to see what that sound was. It was a forest, so he did not know what to expect. He slowly withdrew his wand, knowing that if he came across a magical creature he would be hurting as he was thinking that he was in a forest in the magical community. He did not think that he could come across a Dementor or a Lethifold or anything like that. If that were the case, he would send out a Patronus in the shape of a wolf out after the beast. He hoped that there would not be any dragons out here as well. Glancing around with his miscolored eyes, seeing only out of the green one, keeping his eyes peeled, he looked to whatever was making the sounds that he had heard. Grezhen was wondering in deep, even for his own comfort, and was aware of the fact that he could very well get lost in the woods. What would become of him if he were to be lost in here? Well, someone would have to find him, as it would be hard to miss someone that looked like him. His hair was wild and all over the place, he looked like a wolf anyway. But that was nothing compared to his monthly transformations were he was a sheer monster. He was a furry werewolf, and that was the only reason why someone could tell him apart from other werewolves.

Using non-verbal magic, Grezhen called out Lumos to light his path a little more. Due to him being blind in one eye, it made it a little hard to see around this time of day. Grezhen was a little cautious, and he sniffed the air as well. His heightened senses were amazing around this time. He could smell a lot better. His hearing was also sharper. But just by a fraction as he was barely considered human because of his condition. Grezhen heard a voice, and he turned to see the girl, and lowering his wand so that the light from the end shone on the ground. She was asking him what he was doing in here? Not that was not exactly what he was going for. Grezhen raised an eyebrow as the young girl approached him and she looked up at him as if he were the most interesting thing in the world. That was a little unnerving if Grezhen was not used to it already. It reminded him a little of Giselle actually. Grezhen reached around with his other hand and scratched the back of his head uncertainly. He was not going to tell her what he was truly doing in here. "I could ask you the same thing, actually," said the werewolf with a small grin. Grezhen put his wand away, before he narrowed his eyes on the raccoon that she had with her, and he looked tame. Well, that was out of the ordinary too. Grezhen thought for a minute and he said, "Actually, I was just gathering some ingredients for a potion, and heard a sound. So, what brings you all the way out through here? Are you lost?" Grezhen hoped that she was not lost. That would remind him all too well on how he was bitten by that werewolf.

Isabella Pisces · May 21, 2011

Isabella immediately found this man to be amusing to the point where she found herself growing attached. Though he was quite large for a man and hairy enough to be a beast, he seemed as sweet and gentle as any human could possibly be. Even Bandit wasn't fearful of this man and that was a rare enough feature for the small mammal. If Bandit trusted him enough not to run than Isabella figured that she had nothing to worry about. "Your gathering things for a potion hm? What kind of Potion do you plan on brewing mister?" Isabella asked curiously as she plucked a mushroom from the ground and held it up to her face for inspection. It wad a funny color and it smelled bad so she figured it would be no use to her big sister Callisto when it came to cooking a meal with it. The young girl was an expert on herbs and stuff in this forest so she knew what was edible and what was not. With a wrinkle of her nose she tossed the mushroom away and returned her sky blue eyes onto the big furry man she had met moments prior to this. She was really curious about him. If he was talking about Potions then it meant that he was either a Wizard or knew of the magical world. That was one plus in her books because her entire family line was entirely magical and for the most part so was she. Isabella just didn't know how to use magic like her older sisters did and everything. But this man could be trusted if he was one of them. "I'm too little to make Potions but my older sisters make them all the time! Callisto is always make a certain kind of potions for were....were...weresomething. But they need the potions and stuff." Most little children had a tendency to talk a person's ear off. Isabella Pisces was no different from every other child either. The man gathering potion ingredients made her think of her older sister Callisto again. Not only was she a good cook but she was pretty good at potions too. It must have had something to do with the stove and ingredients because she was just good at it. Isabella knew that her sister made a potion for something and it started with a were but she couldn't remember. It must have been something good though because she said that making these potions was for the better good of everyone. Callisto was, to put it bluntly, like Miss Congeniality to Isabella. If there was one person she wanted to grow up to be, it was her.

"No-erm um...not technically. My older sisters and I live on a Vineyard at the end of the woods. But I'm not really sure how to get back." Isabella lied. She knew exactly where she was going and how she could get home. But this guy was really nice and she wanted to hang out with him. Call it a weird little girl crush, or attachment, or maybe he just looked hungry. It wasn't quite clear but she was intending on taking him home. Or rather, she wanted him to take her home. Isabella did this often too. She would bring strangers home all the time because she had no actual human friends yet. Isabella pretty much did it as an attempt to make a friend who would not run off on her and would keep her entertained. Hopefully Callisto would have another fit if she came home and another stranger was in her home. Last time she thought that Bella was being kidnapped. "Come on, I think it's this way." Isabella's smaller hand grabbed a hold of the mans large wrist and tugged on it once or twice to get him to follow her. The Vineyard wasn't even a mile or two back behind this forest. Perhaps if Callisto or Emerald didn't have a huge fit he could stay and eat over, or he could live there forever. How fun.

Grezhen Varius · May 28, 2011

Grezhen was amazed on how this girl seemed to like him, because most children and animals did. He had no idea why, but he did love children and did not have any of his own. He also loved animals, but he loved cats the most. The raccoon seemed cute too, but Grezhen was not about to pick it up and pet it though. He did not know about those wild animals, tame or not. Grezhen moved his hair from his miscolored eyes, though one he could see out of only. Thankfully his green eye had better than perfect vision. Perhaps he could thank the werewolf biting him for something at least. Grezhen bit his lip on the question that she asked, and he answered slowly, "Well, it is to brew for others' protection, one night a month." He did not know how else to really answer that one, without telling her what he was and he did not want her to know that. He did not let many know what he was anyway. He felt worse when he had to lie about it, but this time, he did not lie. He just covered the truth up a bit. Grezhen believed that she was a witch at least, because this section was magical, right? But she did not freak out so that was a good thing, nor did she question him on what a potion was. Grezhen laughed a bit when she said that she was too little to make potions which was completely true, because she seemed like she was about ten or eleven. Somewhere around that age. Grezhen was a little amazed that she was saying that her sister, whom he thought was Callisto, was making potions for werewolves. Grezhen raised an eyebrow, "Um, for werewolves? Because they would need the wolfsbane potion. However, you will be old enough to make potions soon, once you are of age to go to Hogwarts or whatever school this area is native to." Grezhen said all of that with a smile, though the beginning, he was a little surprised. The former Slytherin shifted in his position and he did not want to leave the little girl out here on her own anyway.

There were just a few things that Grezhen was really good at and that was being a Potion maker, and a great cook because he had to raise up two boys, and now an adopted daughter as well. He was glad that he had these skills or else he would have sucked as a father. He wanted children of his own, and he never got them, but he thought that it was too late now anyway. Grezhen listened to her and fell for her lie. Grezhen smiled, "I'll help you find your way to the vineyard." Out of sheer luck, he started going in the right direction, to walk with her to the end of the woods, but he was just relying on his instincts. He took a deep breath, and he thought that he could smell a vineyard somewhere around here. And even the girl seemed to want to lead him faster and in the right direction as well. He had no intentions of staying there though once she was brought home. He was going to leave once she got to her home, but he had no idea what her sisters or parents would think when she comes home with a werewolf. Even though the girl was completely unaware that he was one. Thank goodness that Grezhen was not a Legilimens and reading the little girl's mind. Grezhen wondered how much further that they had to go, but it seemed like she was leading the way, and that she really did know where she lived at. However, he did not care if she did or not because she was just a little girl in the woods with the only thing to protect her which was the raccoon. Grezhen was a capable wizard so he knew how to defend off those that could bring harm to the two of them. Grezhen let out a soft sigh and he laughed casually, "Seems like you know your way around here."

Isabella Pisces · Jun 2, 2011

Isabella didn't quite understand why this man needed ingredients to brew a potion that was needed one night a month. It was for other's protection but did that mean a person ended up hutting people if someone didn't take the potion on that one night? Her eyebrow raised softly and her baby blue eyes just stared at Grezhen as if he had grown another fuzzy head or two. "You mean people could get hurt if someone didn't take that potion when they were supposed to? How scary." Isabella wouldn't have said this if she had known that Grezhen was one of those very people they were discussing about right now who needed the potion. He seemed like such a kind and gentle man. Not at all capable of murder or harming someone. It was probably a good thing that Isabella was too young to really understand what was going on in the world because it would be a little bit too much for the young girl to take in when she was used to be secluded to her forest and the Vineyard she had grown up on. Her sister's didn't really keep her updated much either because Emerald preferred to just not talk about anything bad that happened in the world. She said it depressed her that the entire world was going to 'hell' and there was very little that she or anyone could do to stop it. Callisto was living in her own little world. That was how Emerald described her behavior when it came to the middle sister's reason. She never read the Daily Prophet and she never gossiped about anything that contained something that wasn't confirmed as true and not negative about people who didn't deserve such slander. According to her older brother who came around occasionally, Isabelle's older sister's were nothing but do-gooder's that had a growing list of people that were growing tired of their antics. Isabella was luckily too young to understand though. Grezhen asked of the Potion her sister made was for the werewolves. Isabella thought for a moment and beamed at Grezhen. "Yeah she makes them for the werewolves, she use to have a best friend that was one until she died or something...I don't remember! Oooh! In a few years my sisters said I might be able to go to Hogwarts in New Zealand or Beauxbatons!" Isabella remembered the woman that always hung out with Callisto before she was killed. The woman was really nice and she always brought Isabella some candy from Honeydukes. But then one day, she just stopped coming and then Callisto told her that the woman had died. On top of that Callisto was really too nice to turn anyone away so she tried her best to help everyone. The school thing was self-explanatory. She was excited to go but at the same time she wasn't. But perhaps Grezhen already understood that by the look on her face.

"Thank you mister!" She was glad he was going to 'help' her find her way to the Vineyard. This could technically be almost like kidnapping but it wasn't like she was going to do it to harm him or something. Isabella just wanted a friend to hang out with. That is if Callisto didn't have a cow and freaked out again. She planned to ask if he could stay over for dinner if she could get him to stay and keep her sister in a good mood. Callisto was usually as sweet as heaven but there was those days where Isabella wondered what the Aliens had done with her sister. When they were within eye range of the Vineyard Bandit took off running and Isabella smiled. Just as the raccoon took of the man behind her said that she seemed to know where she was going. All the little girl could do in response was shrug her shoulders and smile. The Vineyard was fully in sight now and Isabella could practically smell the grapes, particularly from the wine and grape jelly that was always abundant within their home. Isabella didn't stop to tell the man he could go. Instead she tugged on his sleeve and smiled. Evidently she was giving off signals that she wanted him to stay with her. It probably just looked like she wanted to be led to the house. A little bit passed the Vineyard, tucked behind a bunch of tree's and even a small pond next to it, was Their House. It was passed down to them by their parents because the vineyard makes them a lot of money besides what Emerald brought home from her job. "Thank you. Hey, since you came all this way...why not take a short. Do you want to me my sister?" Isabella wasn't doing very good at hiding her intentions by this point. But she figured that since she got him all the way over here he would at least agree to stay and rest for a bit. Plus, if he loved good food he'd get some of that too. Isabella never really thought about the difference in her and Grezhen's ages, to her he was already a good friend.

Grezhen Varius · Jun 11, 2011

How could one like him be so easily fooled by what seemed like a helpless little girl? The werewolf had no idea that she was really getting attached to him. He did not even realize it. He was easily fooled by cute little girls that he thought were unable to lie unless they were in trouble. Grezhen listened to her words and though each word hit him like a hammer because he was one of those people, he did not let it affect him on his face. He did know that if he did not take his potion, he would have harmed someone. He did not ever want to do that in his life. "Yeah, it is pretty scary huh?" Grezhen knew that he was lying, and he hated lying but it was more or less only telling half the truth which could not be that bad, could it? Really, he was not going to tell this little girl that he was a monster. He couldn't, he did not have the heart. Rakas and Azerail knew because they lived with, and now Giselle knew too. He hoped that they did not mind at all. He did not want to scare anyone. Then the little girl explained that the potion that her friends made was in fact for werewolves, and he raised an eyebrow. How in the world...why would she do that? And then he heard that her sister had a best friend who was and died. Grezhen glanced once more at the ground and he nodded, "It's hard, from what I know, on being one. But that is really nice of her to make that." Grezhen nodded when she said that she would be able to make it to Beauxbatons or Hogwarts New Zealand. Grezhen mentioned, "I have a brother and an adopted daughter that goes to Hogwarts New Zealand. I would advise going there, it is a good school." Grezhen thought that the school was a good one though, and thought that it was the best school he had ever seen.

The little girl seemed so nice, and glad that they were going to the vineyard. It was a good thing at least. Grezhen was wondering if her sister would have a fit if her sister came home leading a grown adult man through the woods and to their home. What was highly suspicious was that she seemed to shrug and smile, and did not even tell him that she did know her way around here, rather well too. It made him rather cautious but he was confused more or less. Grezhen could smell the grapes, and then his eyes landed on the vineyard and then saw that they were arriving. She had led them straight to here, but she continued on through. It seemed like she was leading them straight to a house, a really nice house too. It amazed Grezhen because he was just used to a simple, small house big enough for two children and a master bedroom. That was it. Grezhen raised an eyebrow when she said take a small break at least and meet the sister. He shrugged and he muttered, "For a little while, but I do have to get home too." He frowned slightly, and thought that this was just all the wrong way to do it. Grezhen figured out that she wanted him around, but for how long? Grezhen was more worried about the sister because this little girl was bringing home a stranger. Grezhen was really feeling uncomfortable with this and one could really tell. Grezhen felt really bad anyway. Her sister would have a fit, because all she knew, Grezhen could be a Death Eater waiting to kill them or something. Grezhen bowed his head and he thought that this was a really bad idea. He just had a really bad feeling about this.

Isabella Pisces · Jun 28, 2011

Isabella felt a lot better when Grezhen said that he had family going there so he could recommend going there because it was a good school. If someone knew from experience it was good then she had more of a reason to believe them. "Well that makes me feel better about going to Hogwarts? Oh you have kids? Do you have a wife too?" Isabella knew she was being invasive. But she was curious about Grezhen and the life that he lived because she guessed that he had a good life. A family life because he was really nice and seemed to be a natural with children like her. But if he was married why on earth would his wife let him get so hairy and stuff? Maybe she was hairy too and stuff? Isabella was very curious now because she just couldn't imagine it in her small head. Perhaps she was more sheltered than she thought she was. Perhaps she was also more rude then she thought she was too. But Isabella couldn't help it that when she wanted to know something she'd do anything to know about it too. Sly and cunning was her nature and it surprised some people because she was such a sweet little girl. But who said that being sly mad you unable to be cute? Because Isabella happened to be both and she pulled it off with flying colors. Hopefully Grezhen would never have to witness that because she really liked this guy. He was nice and fun to be around. He was easier to boss around than her sisters were too which was an immediate plus. Right now she was hoping he would be cool enough to hang out with her for a little bit too. If Callisto or Emerald came home she could deal with them so it wouldn't be his fault and he wouldn't get into trouble. Plus Callisto always accepted Isabella's little friends in the end, especially if they were nice. She liked to treat them to food and talk to them, and since Callisto was very pretty they sure as hell talked right on back to her. Grezhen was nice and he seemed like he was fun to talk to so there was a chance that they would connect and Isabella could bring Grezhen back again. It was Emerald they needed to worry about because Emerald hated everyone and anyone who came into this house. Sometimes Isabella felt like she didn't like her own family. But Emerald was just not friendly, that was all. "YAY!" The young girl cheered happily and grabbed Grezhen's arm and happily guided him up the pathway to their home. Of course she would let him go home, she wasn't going to kidnap him or whatever he was thinking. Isabella just wanted someone to hang out with so she wasn't so bored all the time. Bandit wasn't always the best company.

Isabella opened the door and let Grezhen inside to the Main part of the house. There was no sign of her sister's or the smell of food anywhere so they must be out and doing other things. Which meant it was more than safe for her to bring Grezhen inside. The small brunette ushered Grezhen inside and once he was she closed the door behind him and grinned. "Just so you know, it always smells like apple pie in here, sorry." Isabella shrugged her shoulders and headed over to the table that was down the steps. She pulled Grezhen with her and told him to sit down. She wasn't going to sit down though because she couldn't sit still and she soft of wanted to check and see if her sister's were anywhere to be found. It was quiet in the house so they were either asleep or gone, hopefully they were gone and would be along soon. Isabella held up a finger telling Grezhen to hold on a second before she pulled her hair up and out of her face and she started down the hallway and towards her eldest sister's room. Unfortunately being down the hallway made it hard for her to hear that the front door had opened.

Callisto Varius · Jun 28, 2011

Callisto Pisces had just finished assisting some of her newly hired employee's with tending to the Vineyard and showing them how to make the wine, it wasn't her day to work but she liked helping others and they needed to learn how to take care of the vineyard. Callisto taught them everything she knew and insisted that they either wrote down what she told them or came back to her later to get her assistance if they needed it. Chances was going to be that they would because it was rare to have someone remember everything she told them the first time. But that was alright. Callisto did not mind it all that much. Helping them and working gave her something to do other than be inside the house all day. Iulian was gone and doing his own thing. Callisto hadn't seen him in about four or five years so she assumed he was fine and didn't miss the Vineyard one bit. Emerald worked as an Auror and was always being called into the office. Even when she was at home though she was so moody and grouchy so no one dared to mess with her anyways. So Em was out of the question when it came to giving her someone to talk to or someone to assist on the Vineyard. Then there was little Isabella. No she didn't have anything important to do but she was a child and the concept of work wasn't something that seemed to appeal to the young girl. Every day for the past couple of years Isabella had been disappearing off to go play in the woods with her little Raccoon Bandit. It was hard to keep track of her in the first place so Callisto didn't really bother to try and keep track of her. So as long as the young girl was home in time for dinner and stayed inside when it was raining, there wasn't much for Callisto to complain about. Work had ended a little late for Callisto so she hoped that the young girl had not only behaved herself but didn't mind dinner and stuff being late. The sun began to set slowly leaving a red glowing atmosphere upon the quiet vineyard. Callisto's sandals clicked across the pavement as she made her way up to the house. In her hand she also had a small basket of freshly picked herbs, berries, and whatnot that she used for cooking rather than sending them off with the wine, jam, and stuff. It would need to be packed away soon or it would go bad too. The unique patterned dress she was wear shifted and settled a little bit before her knee, it was brand new and Callisto loved it. Callisto was more of a tomboy than anything else but she had a soft side for dresses and shopping like every other girl was at times.

"Bella!" Callisto called to her younger sister as she opened the door and stepped inside. She set the basket on the empty table eight by the door and took off her sandal's. The red head had yet to notice the foreign man sitting in the dining room but it would only be a matter of time before she did anyways. Once her shoes were off she took the basket and slinked into the kitchen to set them on the counter still without noticing the large man in her dining room. Now she just needed to ask her sister what she wanted to eat. Reaching up to pull the hair tie from her thin hair she let her long red hair flow to her back and frame her face. Callisto left the hair tie on the counter and walked out of the kitchen to find her young sister and talk to her. "Bella what do you what for-Eh?" Once she was able to get a look at the dining room table she froze because she was finally able to get a good look at Grezhen. Her forest green eyes were wide and her skinny body had frozen in shock. Who was he and what was he doing in her house? Then she heard the calling and small cluds that signified that Isabella was coming back downstairs. It all suddenly clicked in the redheads mind. Isabella had brought home another 'friend and brought him in without telling someone.' "Oh goodness not another one. ISABELLA!" Callisto let her eyes shift gently to Grezhen, her voice was soft but it was filled with a, why again tone. This poor man was another one of her younger sister's many victims. She ultimately wished him luck on getting out of the house.

Grezhen Varius · Jul 1, 2011

Grezhen listened to the words that the little girl was pouring at him. She had to ask a lot of questions, but the older man did not care to answer to them. Grezhen reached around and scratched the back of his head. Oh boy, she had to ask if he had kids which he was so sad that he did not. Grezhen shook his head, "I don't have kids, but I adopted one. And I had a wife, but we got divorced." Grezhen smiled weakly down at her not expecting her to understand because she probably did not know about divorce or even what one was. What if she did not know what it was and asked him? He might as well just tell her, "We separated because we did not see things eye to eye." And she was pure-blood and made him feel a little insecure because her family would hate a person like him. What if she was all like, hating of werewolves? She did not hate them but he was sure that everyone else in the family would treat him as badly as the Zhefarovich family did half the time. He was pretty much off the hook though. Now that Azerail was moved out and on, he did not have to worry about them breathing down his back. Grezhen did not even know how sly this girl was, she could totally be a Slytherin if she was always this sly. Grezhen thought that the girl being so excited was suspicious enough, and he raised an eyebrow at her. Why did she always seem that she was the nicest of girls but wanted him to come home with her? Grezhen was very curious about this anyway. The werewolf was surprised that the little girl led him inside of the nice house and he looked around with his only eye. This was a really nice house, and he felt really comfortable here in the house, but he did not want to let the girl know that in case she wanted him to stay the night. He hated disappointing the children but sometimes you just cannot let the kids kidnap you and keep you when you have a family to take care of.

The werewolf could smell apple pie and it almost made his mouth water. Grezhen smiled lightly, and he wondered what this little girl's name was, but he never bothered asking. She pulled him in the direction down the stairs in the house, and also to a table. He took a seat and he looked rather awkward in here. He could not help it because he felt so awkward. He could apparate out of here if he wanted to. The girl told him with a motion of her hand to hold on and he was a little insecure. She left the room and he crossed his legs as well as folded his hands across his lap. Someone said a name, and he jumped a little. Bella? Was that the little girl's name? Grezhen's eyes widened and that meant that someone was home. His eyes went to a woman that was much older than the little girl and knew her to be one of the sisters. She was very gorgeous and immediately his throat went dry. Wow, how in the world was he going to explain it to her? What if she hexed him into next week? Even he could hear the little girl coming down the stairs and then he bit the inside of his lip. Oh boy, he was in for it. How was he going to explain it without freezing up? Grezhen bowed his head lightly and then she yelled for Isabella, and knew that the girl was in trouble. Bella was short for Isabella, so which sister was this one? Callisto was it? Her tone of voice was something else, and it was familiar. Had the little girl done this before? That was not what was going on here, but he stood up from the table and approached the young woman. "Um, sorry about this all, I guess I thought she was lost while I was out collecting potion ingredients. I'm Grezhen." He extended his hand to the woman and hoped that she was friendly enough to accept his explanation. He hoped that she was not going to ask him what potion he was going to be brewing. He needed the potion even though it tasted rancid. Even years of taking it, it tasted horrible.

Isabella Pisces · Aug 7, 2011

Isabella bit her lip ans mentally winced when she heard her sister yell her name from downstairs. She had been looking for her sister but now she suddenly wished her sister was anywhere but here. Callisto rarely got that angry so there wasn't much to worry about. But Isabella hated getting reprimanded in any way, shape, or form. Usually she was sly and sneaky enough to get out of any trouble she had gotten herself into. But this time the proof that she had misbehaved was sitting in the dining room. It would be kind of hard to miss Grezhen. Isabella sighed and closed her sister's bedroom door before she slowly made her way down the long hallway. The young brunette was in no hurry to get downstairs suddenly. What was the use of being sly and cunning if she couldn't even think of a way to get herself out of trouble this time too? 'Or can I?' Isabella narrowed her eyes and glanced to the side. Oh this was going to be absolutely genius, and her older sister was sweet enough to believe it too. Oh she had to love having the mind she did sometimes. No longer seeing it fit to delay her time from facing her sister Isabella booked it downstairs. Her short legs managed to bring her all the way into the dining room pretty quickly and once she has both Grezhen and her sister in her sights she grinned ever so softly. But the wheels inside her head were turning like cogs in an old clock. "Is something wrong sissy?" Isabella was carefully working that little girl charm that adults like her sister fell for all the time. It was those blue eyes. Isabella was the only one out of her sister's to get her father's brown hair and blue eyes. Well Iulian might have had them too but Isabella hadn't seen him since she was three so she had forgotten what he looked like. But Callisto and Emerald both had red hair and green eyes. Compared to them she looked like a little misfit that just happened to live here. Isabella let her eyes drift to Grezhen for a moment. That big hairy man that she swore had to be related to a dog or something. Nobody was that hairy without having an animal for a relative! He also had this weird looking eye. But she didn't know why his eyes were different looking. But he must have been scared of Callisto too. Which was funny because Callisto was such a tree hugger, or something. Whatever it was Emerald called her whenever Callisto called her names.

"Callisto this is my friend Grezhen! He got lost in the woods while looking for plants so I brought him home!" Isabella knew he wasn't lost. She wasn't lost either but she made him think that she was so he would follow her. Gosh she had such a mind at times. Now all she had to do was sell it like she meant no harm and everything and Callisto would hopefully forgive her and Grezhen would be willing to stay. Isabella didn't really have any friends except for Bandit so whenever she had the chance to meet someone new and make a friend she took that chance and she milked it for all it was worth. Callisto didn't seem to have many friends either so Grezhen could be her friend. Isabella just hoped that her sister didn't throw him out or anything. That was no way to make a friend. Isabella stepped over to her sister and hugged her legs. Unlike her older sister, she had yet to really gain much height. "Can he stay for dinner? Please? Pleeaaasssee?!" Isabella threw her older sister the puppy eyes. Big, blue, and cute as hell. If this didn't work then she was screwed and would probably face another night stuck in her room. Which happened rarely because it was normally Emerald who didn't fall for this. Callisto was easy. Bella was very thankful for at least one of her sister's having a big heart.

Callisto Varius · Aug 7, 2011

Callisto stared at the man her sister had brought home carefully before she offered him a soft smile, there was no reason for him to think she was angry or anything. Callisto never got angry, just upset or displeased. The red head was more or less just frustrated with the fact that her sister kept bringing home these older men from the forest. It was always a man too, never had her sister brought home some strange woman. Which made Callisto wonder why there was so many strange men hanging out in the woods out by her house and the family Vineyard. Hopefully none of them were planning on stealing anything because that would mark the last straw for this family and the problems they had been having lately involving the Vineyard. "I am so sorry about this. My little sister does this a lot by pretending she is lost, I think she is just lonely. I've asked her to stop but I don't think she has gotten the point yet. Nice to me you though Grezhen, I'm Callisto." Callisto extended her smaller hand and grasped his to shake it ever so gently. He had really big hands compared to hers. Actually she could guess that if he stood up his height would surpass hers as well. But he was cute. Kind of rugged looking as well. He seemed like the type that would be lingering out in the forest this late. Cause he looked like one of those mysterious bad boy types that played in bands and drove those muggle bikes. If only Callisto knew that he was actually a teddy bear. Callisto liked those big teddy bears. Her last relationship was with a guy that was sweet and soft as could be. But they decided that things were not right between them and they broke apart. That was like three or four years ago because she was pretty sure he was married and had a kid now. Then again she could be wrong. When her sister came down and asked what was wrong Callisto used her index finger to point at Grezhen whom was still sitting there. Callisto knew that Isabella was trying to play innocent here but she didn't trust her sister right now because she had dealt with this issue quite a few times already.

"Bella, this man wasn't lost at all. He was probably busy doing something. You really need to cut this out kiddo. It's like borderline kidnapping." Callisto spoke softly as she fiddled with the feather that had been weaved into her straight red locks temporarily. Her younger sister didn't look happy but it was the truth and it had to be said because it was getting to be a pain dealing with it. She was thankful that Emerald didn't catch her instead because she tolerated a lot less than Callisto did. Especially when it came to men. Yeah she was left at the alter quite some time ago but Callisto found it silly for her to be so hateful to everyone. When her younger sister asked if Grezhen could stay for dinner Callisto raised an eyebrow. Well this one wasn't all that different but Callisto noticed that this man seemed less enamored with the house and stuff. Perhaps he actually wanted to leave soon. A sigh escaped Callisto and she brushed aside some of her hair to let her emerald green orbs rest on the rugged looking man in her dining room. Well she didn't see why he couldn't. As long as he wasn't going to rob them or kidnap anyone. Though if he had a family she figured he would want to get home to them right now. "Well if he wants to stay I have nothing against it, just promise me you won't try to make him stay if he doesn't want to. He probably has a family to get back to." Callisto shrugged her shoulders and watched her sister's defeated stare. Of course she felt bad for saying it but Grezhen was his own person. Plus it wasn't like he had to stay. Isabella knew better than that. Boy that poor girl needed some friends.

Grezhen Varius · Aug 27, 2011

Grezhen almost jumped when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps running across the house and coming closer and closer. His eyes looked over and he saw that Isabella was making her way into the kitchen. The werewolf remained standing, his shoes shifting beneath his feet. Grezhen had never been more nervous in his life, and he felt like it was his fault. But there was something in him that made him want to stay. His eyes went over to Callisto and he forced a smile without having the nervousness. Grezhen turned his eyes back over to Isabella and thought that she was the cutest thing. It reminded him of Giselle when he first adopted her, and Isabella seemed to be that age of when Grezhen did adopt his daughter because he feared that he would never be able to have children. Not only because of his condition, but his wife died in childbirth along with his baby. The baby he had was a boy, but the boy never got to live out his life. Grezhen did not even remember the name that he had for his son. It was just that long ago. Grezhen chuckled a little bit, and he shook his head when Isabella claimed that he was lost in the woods. Grezhen held up a little pouch that had the ingredients he needed for his potion while he corrected Isabella, "Actually, I wasn't lost, or else I would have apparated home. I just needed to get some aconite." Grezhen remembered that this was the sister, maybe, that had a werewolf for a friend. And if so, she would understand what he was, and know how important the ingredient was. He shook her hand with his own while added, "It is a real pleasure in meeting you, Callisto. Isabella must play the part well because she had me fooled. Not many at that age will see what the point is. Thank goodness I'm one of the good guys." He could have showed her that he worked in the Ministry but he did not have his badge on him right now anyway. He did not see the point in carrying something like that around.

Basically, Grezhen was borderline kidnapped by someone that was not even in school yet, which he could not resist chuckling at. He did not know why he found it humorous, but alas he had. However when Isabella begged if he could stay for dinner, Grezhen nearly flushed as red as an apple. He did not want to intrude, and he thought that he would have had better things to do at home, but truth be told he didn't. Rakas and Giselle were at school, and he did not have anything at home waiting on him. He scratched the back of his head and he did not know if he should or not. Grezhen was just really out of place here, and everyone here looked so neat and trim, and he was just...furry. He did not smell bad or anything, he just thought that he would not be welcome here. He was not hungry or anything, but he did not have any good reason to really say no to the little girl. And he did not want to disappoint her either. Grezhen let out a sigh as he did not know what to do or what to say. He could not stand to want to see her sad blue eyes. Grezhen muttered, "But uh, well, I don't have family to get back to, but I do have a very important potion to make. And that automatically makes me lose my appetite. However I could stay a little while, if that is fine with Callisto. I just need to be home at some point tonight to make the potion." Grezhen did not want to make anyone mad at him, but he thought that being here with someone that wanted him here was better than being alone.

Isabella Pisces · Sep 18, 2011

Isabella was unsure sure whether it was okay to laugh or not when she saw her sister's expression to why Grezhen ended up at their home. It was a obvious mixture between horror and what looked to be like amusement. All of her siblings found it amusing that Isabella was as sly and convincing as she was because she was so young and it seemed unlikely that anyone young could be at all convincing. But it seemed like that theory was proved to be untrue with her. When Grezhen revealed that he wasn't really lost to her sister Isabella rolled her blue eyes. He was trying to get her into trouble wasn't he. "I can't really help it if I get into trouble sissy, I just get so bored I just can't help myself. Besides, he looked so cuddly and funny, he looked like he needed a friend or something." Isabella mumbled not even really knowing what in the world she was going on about. She just wanted to make it seem less like she knew what she was doing when she had brought Grezhen home. Callisto usually fell for her antics but it seemed like today she wasn't going to budge as easily. But Isabella wasn't too worried because no matter how angry she was, Callisto wouldn't have the heart to throw Grezhen out or yell at Isabella for what she had done. That was probably what Isabella loved most about her. Unlike the rest of her siblings Callisto was very patient and kind. Emerald was so fiery tempered and got frustrated easily, she could be motherly though but it was a rare seen thing around here. Iulian always liked to be in control and if someone didn't listen to him he got violent and angry. Then there was Seth. Who did anything that Iulian told him, he was a lot calmer but he had little to no respect for people and their boundaries. Isabella was more than happy that her two brothers weren't here anymore because the way they treated Callisto, her, and Emerald was horrible. The young girl was likely she had yet to ever discover the other lives those two had destroyed. "I've had tons of practice." Isabella told Grezhen with a sly grin. For an eleven year old she was fairly cunning and convincing and always knew how to get what she wanted. The young girl had tricked person after person into coming here and by now she had gotten pretty good at it. Plus when the guy was really nice like Grezhen was that made it ten times more easy to lure them in.

For a moment Isabella pouted because Grezhen said he had a potion to get home to making, but he didn't have a family. Well screw the potion he was supposed to stay here and hang out with her. But in a way he kind of agreed to stay here but he did have to get back home at one point. That was enough to make Isabella's frown disappear slightly. "Callisto, you make potions don't you? Can't you just give him one of those so he can stay longer?" Isabella didn't even have an idea on whether or not her sister was able to make the kind of Potion Grezhen was looking for. But there had to be something that could convince him to stay longer and stuff. Her sister didn't look like she was too sure what to do and Isabella pleaded with both her and Grezhen, making sure that those light baby blues sparkled with that innocent puppy dog look. It always worked so she doubted it would fail her today. When Callisto agreed to Grezhen being able to stay though she was at least slightly relieved that he was going to stay for dinner or something. At least she would have someone to hang out with until then. Cheering silently within her head Isabella squealed on the outside and grabbed Grezhen's arm. Urging him to get up and follow her to wherever she intended on leading him to. "Thank sissy! Come on Grezhen, let me show you around the house! Oooh maybe you can stay the night too! We have a guest room! We can play with my dolls and watch a movie, ooh Callisto will you make us snacks for tonight too?!" Isabella was going on about one hundred miles per minute about how she wanted Grezhen to stay over so she could have someone to play with. By the look on her sister's face she could see that Callisto was still slightly concerned or displeased with Bella's behavior.

Callisto Varius · Sep 18, 2011

Callisto's head felt so boggled about all of this. Should she scold Isabella for bringing this man home or should she just let it pass off as it being a way for Isabella to cope with having no kids her age to play with around here. It was one of those times where she was unsure if she needed to be more of a mother or more of a sister for her these days. It was growing closer and closer to the time when Isabella would be boarding the Hogwarts Express and heading to school for the very first time. Callisto remembered how much fun she had had at Hogwarts. Being at that school and learning magic was some of the best years of her life, and she was a proud Hufflepuff too. Very proud. Even if the color yellow didn't look very good on her, she wore it as if it were the best color in existence. The Slytherin colors looked so much better upon her but she considered those lovely green and silver colors to be for those who were fine with being sly and cunning to get what they wanted. Or ambitious, whatever they called it these days. Callisto was about to address Grezhen about something about him needing some aconite. Her eyes opened just a little because she knew what he needed that for. "Aconite? Are you a-nevermind." Callisto stopped herself from asking him in front of Isabella. Because then neither of them would hear the end of it from her. The young girl was still to young to understand that even though Werewolves were indeed fluffy and animal-like, they could be dangerous. Well Callisto didn't view them as monsters but she knew there was risk to being around one who hadn't taken their Potion before their transformation. After having a good friend who was a Werewolf she knew how to handle this situation. Later on maybe she could talk to Grezhen. She knew how to brew Wolfsbane so if he needed some of the potion quickly. "She is not kidding. I'm grateful you actually tolerated her antics. I'm so afraid that one day she could be attacked or something." Callisto shook her head and tried her hardest not to smile when her sister hugged her around the waist softly. Sometimes she hated that her sister had the ability to do this to her. Being a softy for children was not something to be entirely proud of. It made it easy for children to walk all over her. That was probably why emerald was mostly the authority in the household and she just did all the housework, the cooking, and vineyard management.

"Um..." Callisto let her forest green eyes drift over to Grezhen. Whether he wanted one or not was unsure to her but by the look she gave him she hoped he could tell that in a way she was offering some up to him. Callisto was a Werewolf supporter in a way. At least two or three of them came into contact with her frequently so she always donated some when she had the time. The close friend she had that died had spread word about her kindness so here she was with all of those Potions and Werewolves hanging about the Vineyard. There was plenty of rooms too so sometimes they stayed over or in the barn when they turned. "Oh my. Isabella sweetie, you shouldn't pull on people. Grezhen will follow you if he wants. Also, he already said he may have somewhere to be, try not to bother him so much about staying over." Callisto called out as she made her way into the kitchen. Pulled out a bowl and put some spices into it for the steak marinade she was making. Hopefully Grezhen liked meat. If he was a Werewolf like she thought that was probably going to be true but as she pulled the meat from the refrigerator she then headed back out of the main room, her long red hair flowing behind her. "Grezhen you like meat right? Oh and if you want to stay the night here, don't worry, it's completely fine with me. Just don't let Isabella try to pressure you into anything you don't want to do." Callisto rested a smooth hand upon her bony hips. He looked like he was a really nice guy, if not a bit shy so she trusted him not to try and kill them or steal anything from the large Vineyard home. But it was no issue with her if he wanted to stay. she was used to this and Isabella seemed to really like him. Emerald might even take a liking to him too.

Grezhen Varius · Oct 14, 2011

Grezhen knew that these people were strangers, but he figured that they would not tell anyone about what he was. Well, the older sister. They lived out here in the middle of no where, and he had to tell someone about his condition because he had to have some company, some that would truly know what he was. He looked over at Isabella when she said that he looked like he needed a friend and whatnot, he could not help but smile a bit. He shook his head and thought that little kids said the darn-dess things. She seemed to be cute enough though, like she was a little kid. Grezhen chuckled, "I am not that cuddly, but I do have some friends that live in town. A couple of professors and Aurors. A real mixed company." He was the hairiest of them all, and the only one that was blind in one of his eyes. Grezhen let out a sigh when Callisto was starting to ask him the ultimate question, but she did not finish it, probably due to Isabella. Grezhen just nodded and shrugged, figuring that it would be answering her question without having to voice it. It was the best way for him. Grezhen did not need anymore, he had a few vials left, but he was going to have to brew some when he got home, later on tonight. He did not really want to stay here for that long, but he did not think that tonight was a full moon. Grezhen figured that he would have to talk to Callisto about it. If it were a full moon, he would be putting her and Isabella in danger, and he did not want to have to have a guilty conscience on him. He had enough of one after attacking a young girl years ago, thankfully she was not bitten. He did not want to attack someone and have them share the same curse that he was burdened with, even though he did like his heightened senses and whatnot. Though the raw meat that he did like to have from occasion to another was not something that he was pleased with either. Grezhen nodded and he smiled a bit, "I would be afraid for that, for my adopted daughter before the divorce. She is so young, and stuff." Grezhen looked down at Isabella and he felt for her, because he was sure that she would be one of those that would have easily gotten hurt. She just seemed so innocent and everything. Grezhen turned to Isabella before he said, "Practice or not, you will never know, and be sure to be careful out there. No telling what critters you will run into out there. It could be dangerous." Grezhen shifted his position as he looked from one sister to another.

The werewolf flushed a brilliant red when Isabella asked Callisto to make one of those potions so that he would stay longer. That was not what he had in mind. He turned to Callisto and he shook his head, "That won't be necessary. I have a few vials on me right now." He smiled a bit before he looked down at the younger girl. He did not want to trouble them any more than he probably had from time to time. He felt the younger girl kind of tug on him a bit, and so he got up and followed her, however when she started to talk about staying the night, that was where he had to lay down the law on that one. Especially when it was this close to the full moon, he did not want to do anything like that. "Isabella, I can't spend the night. I can stay for a while, but not overnight. I have work and everything in the morning. But I can promise you, if you sisters allow, I can come over whenever I can, just to spend some time with you." Grezhen was indeed too nice for his own good. He would come over if he was invited, but that was about it. He had other things to take care of too. Grezhen looked over at Callisto as she asked him if he liked meat. As a werewolf, he loved himself some meat, especially the red kind. He nodded, and then he continued to nod when she said do not let Isabella pressure him into something he did not want to do. Spending the night with women that he just met was not really in his forte. He shrugged, "I have some things to prepare in the morning, but I do appreciate the hospitality, I really do. I am not used to such kindness." He smiled warmly before he looked down at Isabella. A grown man like him wouldn't be playing with dolls and stuff, but he was sure that the little girl was hyper as could be. Reminded him so much of Rakas. He was hyper too.

Callisto Varius · Nov 7, 2011

Several Months Later

Callisto Pisces hated how lonely it was now that her little sister had started school. She had become so used to babysitting her and taking care of her and now she was alone. A giant chunk of her life was now eliminated until Isabella came home from school on the Holidays. Emerald was still living here with her but with the way Emerald lived it was practically as if she was alone. Emerald was home a lot but she sheltered herself within her room and only came out to go to work, eat, or whatever else it was that she did. Callisto rarely paid attention before but now that she had nothing better to pay attention to she was beginning to notice a lot of things she hadn't before. Like how much Emerald tended to pace when she was up in her room, or how Iulian's letters always came on a scheduled time. Isabella normally got the mail so it was sometime a day or five before Callisto ever got to see them. The only piece of mail she had remembering seeing right away was Isabella's school letter from Hogwarts New Zealand. The young girl had been so excited to go, it was cute. Sad that for the next seven years she would barely be in her sister's lives, but cute that she was so excited to go. Callisto had bawled when they took her to the Train station and watched her board the Hogwarts express. Emerald didn't seem to be as affected but it was obvious that she was going to miss her younger sister too. When the train pulled away and took Isabella with it, Callisto wasn't sure what she was going to do now. The last seven years or so had been spent taking care of Isabella and now someone else was going to be doing that. A letter had come a few days ago saying that she had been sorted into Slytherin. Just like Iulian and Seth, they were all sorted into Slytherin. Emerald had been a Ravenclaw while Callisto was a Hufflepuff herself. So it seemed like the family was now anti-Gryffindor or something. In Isabella's letter she also included things like how she loved her common room, her Head of House was pretty scary but that she liked him because he sort of reminded her of her big brothers. There was also the mention of some friends but Isabella didn't really clarify much on that. Callisto scanned over the letter for a moment before she folded it back up and set it on the coffee table in front of her. She had yet to write back but that was because she was unsure what to say to Isabella other than the fact that she wanted her sister to come home and that it was so lonely here without her. Right now Emerald wasn't even home so it was actually sort of creepy with how quiet it was. Crickets chirped outside and Callisto pulled herself up off the couch and peered out the curtain. The vineyard looked calm and peaceful right now. If not even a little creepy. 'This is so silly.' Maybe Callisto needed to get another job. It would keep her busy so she wouldn't have time to be afraid of things like what lived in the vineyard. Then again running the vineyard itself was a full time job. A knock at the door made Callisto jumped.

Her blue eyes fixed themselves on the door and her fiery red hair flew about her like a veil. Who in the world was at the door? It better not have been Emerald because she had a key to the dang house. Callisto sighed and headed over to the door. Her wand was in her brown cardigan pocket so in case she needed it she would have it. But she doubted it would be anything bad. Her hand gracefully grabbed the knob and he opened the door. Grezhen? Callisto was both surprised and relieved to see that it was only him. Over the past several months he had come over often to spend time with Isabella. It was adorable and the family had become pretty comfortable with him being around. He was very sweet and cuddly, especially considering that he was a Werewolf. Callisto thought it was very adorable that he was so good with kids. He was adorable himself. But why was he here? Not that Callisto minded or anything because him being here was better than being alone. Perhaps he did not remember that his playmate had left off for school a few days ago? Callisto was sure that Isabella had told him close to a million times though. But sometimes, people just didn't remember. Callisto was unsure if she wanted to break the news either. She had no idea where Grezhen lived so she wold feel horrible if he had to go far just to be sent home. Callisto figured she might as well invite him in for a moment, so he wasn't outside in the chilly air with the bugs. You can come in if you'd like. But, um, Isabella left for school a few days ago so she's not here.....if that's who you came to see. I'm really sorry, I would have told you sooner but.... Callisto drawled on and shrugged her shoulders. She felt kind of bad that Grezhen's little friend wasn't here and everything, he probably came to see her off or something. A strand of Callisto's red hair fell into her face and she used her hand to brush it aside. She continued to hold the door open and waited to see if Grezhen would actually want to come inside or not.

Grezhen Varius · Nov 19, 2011

With Rakas Reye back into school, Grezhen found himself bored at his little house. Giselle was of course back into school too, and he felt that there should be an easier way to entertain one's self. With the full moon two weeks from now, Grezhen was feeling great. He wanted to do something, but he did not know what to do with himself. What could a werewolf like himself do? Most of the time, people thought of this as a curse, but he thought of it as something more. It helped him with his other senses as he was blind in one eye. He was cautious of his surroundings too, and he had managed to guard his family from the horrible people out there in the world. Then his mind went over to Desdemona and he wondered how she was doing today. Well, she was an Auror so she was probably at work. He could not visit her if she was at work. He was not working today either so he was just bored out of his mind. He started to clean his house out of boredom, the muggle way. He was a half-blood, so he knew how to do things the muggle way too. He might have been raised by a professor before he started to raise his sibling, but he knew how to get things done. Grezhen counted in his mind that he had two marriages fail, but one included where his wife had died in childbirth with his first child. Then the marriage with Brunhilde was just too stressful. Sure, he loved her and all, but he was too insecure about himself with her status and her family. It was just too much for the werewolf. He did not want to be in a family like that. He thought that it would be dangerous for him, and they could not have children either for unknown reasons. Now, Grezhen thought that he was too old for children, like his time had passed. It was too late for him. Rakas would have to make Grezhen a loving uncle, as he thought that he would never be a father. Then he remembered, there was Isabella Pisces, a girl that he was rather fond of like a young friend that he go and visit on some occasions. He wondered what house she was sorted into. Grezhen decided to finish up the house, and go visit Callisto because she did not mind him being a werewolf, and he also thought of her as a friend. He thought, why not go see her? There was no harm in it. Maybe they could talk or even play a game of cards. He wondered if she would be alone there, or with Emerald. Either way, it would be a harmless visit, right? Grezhen then got self conscious, what if she did not want him there or not even like him? Grezhen looked down at himself before he went and showered, and then got dressed in a casual outfit of a red tee shirt and jeans. He brushed his mane of hair, before he trimmed up a bit.

Well, at least he looked nice now! He thought of where the vineyard was before he apparated to the very place he was thinking. He staggered a bit, before he shook his head. He hated apparating. He preferred flying and flooing, but ever since Rakas wrecked his broomstick, he had to resort to apparating. He approached the door and he knocked twice on the wood, hoping someone was home. When the door opened and revealed Callistio, a broad smile the size of New Zealand spread across his face. He hoped that he was not interrupting her day with his visit, because he was actually here to visit with her rather than Isabella. Grezhen was figuring that she would be surprised to see him here, because he normally came to see Isabella, but now it was different because he knew that she was off to school, and then her and Grezhen could have some time together as friends. Grezhen did not think anything would happen by it. If anything, she might have been lonely too, and he knew that he was when he was in his house alone all the time while the kids were at school. "Hey Callisto," greeted Grezhen, and he was glad that she seemed to be alone because he did not know Emerald as well. She might not like Callisto and Isabella hanging out with a werewolf for all that he knew. When she invited him in, Grezhen stepped into the house, and he did not even noticed that the air was chilly at all. His body normally stayed a little warmer than normal. He was like a human heater at times. He looked over at Callisto before he laughed, "I know Isabella left for school. Giselle and Rakas left too. Things got lonely over there, so I thought I might come by to visit you." Grezhen had always been as honest as one could be. Grezhen looked outside, and he noticed that it was getting close to chilly, but he did not mind in the least bit. It was nothing that he was not used to. He used to work on cars outside in the winter. This was nothing to him. He looked down at her once more before he asked in a gentle voice, almost insecure, "If you don't mind that is, for some company." He wanted to add in a joke, but he had gotten too nervous for some reason. He wanted to call himself a dog or something, a guard dog perhaps, but he just could not. He chewed on his lip for a bit, before he looked around the house. It seemed silent. Wow, everything was so much quieter without Isabella here. He wondered how Callisto was taking it now, the young girl was in Hogwarts now.

Callisto Varius · Dec 4, 2011

Callisto brushed some of her hair back and grinned softly at Grezhen. It made her giddy to know that someone cared enough to actually come and visit her, her and only her. It was lonely here without Isabella. Plus Grezhen was one of the sweetest guys she had ever met. He was so good with her younger sister. It was always admirable to see a man good with kids because not only was it the cutest thing, but it meant that they would be good fathers in the future. "I would love for some company!" Callisto grinned. It was very sweet of him to think of coming yo visit her even though he was more or less Isabella's friend, or had he become hers too? They had spoken every once and awhile and he stayed over for dinner all the time. So had they become friends through her younger sister? 'I hope Isabella won't get mad at me for this.' Callisto bit her lip and motioned for Grezhen to follow her further into the house. She didn't want him to stand near the door and possibly get a cold. That would make a very bad host if she did that. Callisto wasn't used to hosting another adult. She didn't ever have that many friends to have over so this was a nice change. It felt nice not being alone either, too bad he was probably only staying for a little bit. Then again wasn't he all by himself too? He might be just as lonely as she was right now. So she would be more than happy to keep him company. "Ah so you're alone too? I'm glad you're here actually. It gets really creepy here at night when there's no one here but me. We can keep one another company." Callisto flicked off the hallway light and pulled the blanket she had for herself off the table where she had laid it. Grezhen could have it though if he wanted. She already had a fire going though so it might keep him somewhat warm. Callisto wondered how she would even begin to entertain Grezhen. She didn't want him to get bored. How did Isabella normally entertain him? Callisto didn't think she could ever force him to play dolls or hide and seek. So what else could be done? An idea came to her and she just hoped it would work. Callisto was more of a caretaker than she was an entertainer and that was a little obvious.

"Would you like to watch movie? Unfortunately I don't think I could be as entertaining as my sister is when it comes to games." Callisto frowned slightly and shrugged her shoulders. She threw the blanket onto the sofa and motioned for Grezhen to sit down and relax. There were hundreds of movies to choose from too so there would probably be one or two he might like enough to watch. Movies were a muggle thing but Callisto remembered her mother saying that it was a marvelous invention. Callisto's mother was obsessed with muggle devices. She thought that they were so complex but brilliant. It was a shame that it was a muggle invention that caused her death too. A car, or whatever it was called. Callisto had only see one of them once and by god she never wanted to see one again, if it took her parents lives what was to stop it from taking her. "Would you like some tea or something?" Callisto asked as she stood by the side of the couch, her bare feet fiddled into the softness of the carpet as she awaited his answer. "Or something to eat? Sorry if I'm bothering you with all these questions! I'm going through caregiver withdrawals. I am so used to taking care of someone, it just feels weird not having someone to care for." Callisto muttered softly. Her cheeks becoming slightly dusted with a pink color. It was really awkward admitting that she liked taking care of people. It had been her life for the past seven years or so. It was a routine that she didn't like being broken.

Grezhen Varius · Dec 24, 2011

Grezhen wondered if Callisto was one of those type of people that enjoyed having others over, but considering that he was a werewolf, and he had told her about it, she was letting him into her house without any sort of fear. It was nice to have that type of treatment. He hated it when others kind of feared him because he could spread the curse with one careless bite. Grezhen was entirely careful, even though he had attacked humans before. But without those attacks, he managed to come home with a cat and rabbit, any other small mammal that he had found while he was in his wolf form. Grezhen blushed heavily when she said that she would love him for company. She seemed awfully excited about this, but it was something that just made his day. He felt like a normal human being when he was welcomed like he was right now. Grezhen looked around the house he had been in countless times before he followed Callisto further into the house. Grezhen could not resist being with someone. Perhaps he had been used to it all of his life, and now he managed to come around. Grezhen wished that he could have at least fix his hair so that it was not nearly as bushy as it was, but ever since he was bitten, it was hard to keep the hair from him. Then again he was bit when he was a kid, so it could have always been like this too. His father had long, and thick hair, so it is probably just genetics. Grezhen nodded when he was asked if he was alone. He didn't like it when he was alone. He always bored himself so much, it was ridiculous, "Yeah, with the kids at school. Well, if someone were to try to come in, they will have to get by me. I can look menacing, but I act nothing like it." That was such a fact right there. He was no mean person. He was kind, gentle, much like a bear. Though when he allowed the inner wolf come out, he was a lot worse, an animal. Behaving like an animal was not in the best interest, and definitely not a way to get friends. That was why he tried to help others when it came to being cursed like himself. It was painful. Grezhen also wished that he was not blind in one eye, but it was an accident. It was too late to rectify the damages that were done.

When asked if he would like to watch a movie, Grezhen smiled, "Sure! But don't think that you would be boring just because Isabella is not here. I think that we can have some fun just chilling with one and another's company." Grezhen had to choose his words carefully because he did not want to make it awkward for him. He took a seat onto the sofa where Callisto had motioned to. Grezhen loved watching movies, but he was unsure if she would want to watch any that he would want to. He liked them all, but he did not want to watch one over being a werewolf. It just offended him. Muggles did not know much on people like him. He figured that he would let her choose the entertainment tonight, but he did not feel the need to tell her no werewolf movies. It would be kind of obvious. However when he was bombarded with questions, like something to drink or eat, Grezhen could not resist cracking a smile before he laughed. She was going through withdrawals, and it was something that he found utterly enjoyable. Grezhen leaned forward and put his arms on his legs. He gave her a subtle smirk, before he said, "Okay, so, I would like for you to pick a movie of your choice, sit down next to me and watch it with me. You don't have to worry about me or anything, but take a load off and just relax. I really appreciate the offer, though, Callisto. Makes me feel welcomed." Grezhen was quite known for his honesty, but he did not even know the charms that he had. Callisto was something else, but hopefully she would shut off the caregiver side, and join him with a movie. He was secretly thinking of fixing her dinner tonight. If she was a caregiver, then she would love to be cared for. Something different, right?

Callisto Varius · Jan 10, 2012

Callisto knew how he felt. With the kids at school it was a lot more lonesome at home. Not to mention there was less work that needed to be done, giving them a lot more hours to themselves. Callisto wasn't sure if it drove Grezhen as crazy as it did her. He didn't seem to be a busy-body like she was. There was always something that she knew needed to be done. It was hard for the red headed woman to relax until it was done as well. Callisto liked to keep herself busy all the time. It was a bit unhealthy to some people but it wasn't like she could really help it. She had grown up being like that. "How do you keep from going crazy without someone around to take care of?" Callisto asked as if she was actually asking for advice and not just trying to strike up a conversation. Grezhen seemed like he was able to keep a lot calmer about things than she was. He didn't have that motherly worry that Callisto was cursed with when she started to take care of her little sister. Maybe one day she would have children of her own to spoil and take care of. Then she would have someone to keep her company until they were old enough to go off to school. Then it would go back to the way it was now. However it seemed like the situation would be just as maddening. Callisto knew that she needed to really find a hobby. She wouldn't last long if all she did was sit around and mope while she waited for Isabella to come home. The young girl wouldn't be returning until Christmas. Which seemed like such a long time away to Callisto. Callisto smirked when Grezhen stated that he looked menacing, but acted nothing like it. If anyone came in here they would have to get through him first. Callisto kind of thought that it wouldn't be hard if they were truly looking for a fight and could see past Grezhen's tough looking exterior. "So you really are nothing but a big teddy bear?" Callisto laughed as she tried to hide the fact that she thought it was just too adorable. She saw the way he was with her little sister. He did appear to be a big softy who was absolutely brilliant with children! It would be ten times as cute to see how he interacted with children even younger. They were just precious by themselves, it would only increase with him there. Callisto trusted him to make sure nothing tried to come in and eat her. But to be honest he was probably the most dangerous this around here. Particularly around the time of the full moon. But Callisto didn't fear him as much as most people would. He was still human after all. Werewolves had hearts too. Even if they were a bit hairy and sometimes threatening. It wasn't their fault though. They couldn't always control it.

"I really hope you are right on that. I'm not very used to entertaining people my age for very long." Isabella had brought other strangers home, and from time to time so did Emerald. For the most part Callisto just cooked and asked if they needed something. Otherwise she barely spoke to them. Mostly because she didn't have much to say. She just thought them as someone else she could temporarily take care of. Right now Grezhen was filling the void. Even if he wasn't aware that he was. Right now he was her guest and he needed to be taken care of. Callisto felt like a bad host if he didn't get him something to drink at least. She just hoped that he didn't mind because it was hard for her to resist from doing it. Callisto stared at him oddly when he laughed at all of her questions. Why would he laugh at that? She was freaking serious! She watched carefully as Grezhen leaned forward and put his arms on his leg then gave her a subtle smirk. He wanted her to just a pick a movie and sit down next to him. So they could watch it together. So he would prefer that instead of her getting him some food or something. Callisto was dumbfounded, and that showed on her face. Instead of marching into the kitchen she instead went over to the shelf and pulled off a random movie without even looking at the title. It was some movie about a Volcano though. It was one of Emerald's favorites. Callisto put it on and set the TV before she sat down on the couch next to Grezhen. "Are you really sure you don't want anything? I can easily go make some hot cocoa or something." Callisto whispered above the previews of the movie. She had the lights dimmed and the fire crackled loudly. For some reason she still felt the urge to try and take care of him. He was trying to be humble and polite. She just knew it. What if he really needed it or something? This was just so damn frustrating. Callisto was probably driving him nuts right now. Poor guy.

Grezhen Varius · Jan 29, 2012

Grezhen hated being at home a lot with his loneliness getting to him. It was tiring, and to be honest, it was quite frustrating because he didn't get to know as many people as he wanted to. He did have close friends, and some not so close. Sure, he and Desdemona were kind of close, but she was an Auror and Aurors were typically busy. Grezhen looked down at his hands before he wondered on how to answer that question. Well, he never really went crazy, but he just got frustrated easily. Grezhen finally came up with a decent answer, "Actually, I kind of worked on cars, or automobiles in the muggle world before I went to the Ministry. Working kinda helped me from going bonkers." He liked his job at the Ministry, and helping other werewolves come into term with what they were. It was a hard thing to understand, and not many would. He was glad that Callisto accepted him for who he was though. It was a relief. Grezhen then looked over at her and he said, "Why not get out, make some friends, find a husband and settle down? Then that whole motherly gene may settle down too." Grezhen chuckled, of course he was kidding around. Either that or she could continue to work in the vineyard. He would help out too. He wanted to help out Callisto to the best of his abilities, but he was not sure if he could. Grezhen hoped that Isabella would bring some friends home, and let them get Callisto tired out, and then she would not have to worry about taking care of people for a long time. It would be a long time from now, but it would still be something. Then Isabella would return from the holidays, same with Rakas and Giselle, and then the two of them would be rather focused on their children living in their home before they would be back off to school, and then they would be lonely again. Grezhen laughed even more when she said that he was nothing more but a big teddy bear. That was definitely true because he was like one. He was cuddly. Grezhen commented with a smile, "I guess you can say that. A big teddy bear that is blind in one eye." He chuckled even more but he did not mind his right eye being blind and all. It was an injury, he had lived with it most of his life, he was good to go. He was a werewolf and with one eye being paler in shade, and him being hairier, that was how one could tell him from the other werewolves. Grezhen might not be completely human, well, he didn't think of it like that, but he lived like any other person, though worried that if he had children, the gene would pass on. He never knew if it was genetic or not, but he had always wanted to be a father. He just never had the chance to be one. Perhaps one day, he would be able to be what he always dreamed of being.

"Well, if it helps, I don't think we are remotely the same age. But as long as you don't get drunk and d something reckless, you've done well," said Grezhen with a smile across his lips that met within his eyes. He wondered how old she was, but figured that she would be in her twenties the way she was looking that is. Grezhen was definitely not in his twenties, but he could remember them like yesterday. Grezhen just hoped that Callisto was getting comfortable with him being here. He was a werewolf, so things might not be that difficult. Then again, he was rated a five X. That spoke for itself, and many others that found out about his little secret held that against him. The look on her face about him telling her to pick out a movie and sit down next to him was priceless, which just made the ex-Slytherin laugh even more. She went to the shelf, and thankfully put in a movie about volcanoes. He loved movies based on natural disasters, and they were simply a lot more enjoyable. Now she was sitting down next to him, which made him feel a lot more comfortable. He wondered if she liked the movie or not, but before he could even ask, she was asking him if he was sure that he did not want anything. Including hot chocolate. Grezhen reached over and placed his hand on her knee. He smiled charmingly before he murmured, "Okay, I want you to relax for me. I am good. Not hungry, not thirsty, I am perfectly fine." Would be wrong for him to think that she was being absolutely adorable? Grezhen hoped that it was not wrong, because he was thinking it. Grezhen saw that the previews were almost over before he said, "I'll be right back. Restroom." Although he was lying, because he went to the kitchen, to the fridge, and got out two sodas. He went back into the living room and handed Callisto one. "How about...I help take care of you?" This might have drove her nuts, but Grezhen was going to enjoy teasing her, as she would take care of people, him taking care of her would probably drive her mad. He sat back on the couch to enjoy the movie, that smirk remained on his lips.

Callisto Varius · Mar 4, 2012

Callisto furrowed her eyebrows lightly when Grezhen spoke about working on cars before he went into the Ministry. The redhead was glad it kept him from going nuts and everything, but she had no idea what a car was. Perhaps it was a muggle thing he was referring to. The only thing remotely muggle that Callisto knew about, was movies and that was because her parents were obsessed with them when they were alive. Turning to look at Grezhen, she questioned, "What's a...car?" Callisto questioned him lightly. The look on her face was so confused, it was probably going to amuse the man she was sitting next to. Now she was really curious about them. How did he work on one? Could he use magic on it or did it have to be done manually or something? Did Grezhen have one of these cars at home? There were too many questions and not enough time to question them all. Grezhen's suggestion for Callisto made her sigh softly. He wasn't the first person to mention something such as this to her. Emerald seemed to love bringing it up. "I've thought about getting married. But frankly, I'm a bit afraid to try dating. It seems like it's a lot of work and stress." Callisto admitted. As for friends, she had some of those but they were often busy and unable to entertain her when she needed it the most. But they were good suggestions. Grezhen stated only what most other people would also have suggested. If Callisto was less clueless about these things, she might attempt to go out and there and settle down. But perhaps she was better off not having a husband. Men didn't like woman always clinging to them, did they even like being taken care of all the time? Callisto was unsure. Maybe sometime later she would ask Grezhen a couple of questions on that, he seemed like he would be good at giving someone advice about something like that. Isabella mentioned that he was married once or something like that. But Callisto wasn't sure if that was true or not. "I've always been meaning to ask this but, how did you lose your eyesight in that eye?" It was easy to tell that he was blind out of one of his eyes. Just by the sheer color of it. Being blind seemed difficult to Callisto. She loved being able to see. Having one not work would've been so foreign to her. Partially she wondered if Grezhen was used to it or not. She had no idea how long he had been blind for. It was probably awhile though because he seemed to navigate easily. Callisto had no idea what it was like to be in that situation. She had never met someone who was deaf, mute, or blind though.

"Really. You don't seem like you're that old." Callisto winked. That was about as close to flirting as she could get, and she barely realized she was doing it. Grezhen really didn't look that old. He looked a little rugged, but that was actually a cute quality considering on how cute he was. He looked one way but he behaved another way. When Grezhen leaned over and put a hand on her knee, telling her that he was fine and that she needed to relax. Callisto sighed but nodded her head in agreement. Might as well if he didn't need anything. When Grezhen excused himself to the bathroom, Callisto smiled softly and nodded. Her eyes remained fixed on the TV until Grezhen came back with a soda. "I hope you didn't get that from the bathroom." Callisto teased as she took the Soda into her hands and held it close to herself. But then Grezhen suggest he help take care of her. Then he smirked. Apparently he did not understand the severity of her OCD and motherly habit to take care of people. "Oh....I don't.....think that would be a goo idea." Callisto muttered as she gazed off to the side. She did not think she could handle being taken care of. She was not used to it. Callisto did not know if she could handle it, even if it was Grezhen doing it. It was very sweet of him to offer to do such a thing for her. But it just wouldn't work.

Grezhen Varius · Mar 13, 2012

Grezhen started to laugh in his deep voice before he turned his eyes to Callisto. Surely she was joking, then again some people in the wizarding world were not always tuned in with what was magical and what was muggle. This might not be so easy to explain, but if she watched movies, then she might know what he is talking about. He smiled before he explained, "You know those things that help those actors get from one place to another? Well, it is those metal things on those wheels. I used to work on them constantly before my job in the ministry." His job in the ministry was interesting, and he got to help out other werewolves that were coming into their own. However he could never answer the question on if they could have children or not because truth be told, he did not even know. It was cute in a way, and he thought that perhaps he ought to show her around in a car. Well, he hoped that she wouldn't freak out on him because well, he wouldn't take very kindly to it. Grezhen understood where she was coming from. He said, "Well, I've been married twice now, though the first wife passed in childbirth, but that was ages ago. And my second wife, well, I didn't feel comfortable in her family because they were prejudice pure-bloods. So we divorced. But Callisto, you are a wonderful woman, any man would be lucky to have you. No need to be afraid. Go out there and take some chances!" He was being the best of friend that one could be. Grezhen was waiting a little while before going out and probably finding a woman with a large family because he thought that werewolves like him could never have children. He wanted to have his own babies, he truly did, but he thought that with his condition, he might not be able to. He hoped that he would one day, but that hope was just a small flame in a candle. It was getting smaller and smaller. Oh well, he still had Rakas and Giselle to look after.

When asked on how did he lose his eyesight in his eye, he blinked a few times. Quite often he forgot that he was even blind in that eye. Grezhen finally chuckled and explained, "When I was little, I was running through the woods, and I tripped. I landed on a twig that sliced it, and then it got infected. They were able to save my eye, but not my sight. It was too damaged. I should have gone to Saint Mungo's instead of a muggle hospital, but the folks could not afford it, but if they could, they'd probably not even care." Grezhen shrugged, but he really did not want to talk about his parents. They had children, and didn't bother to care for them. He was the firstborn, and he ended up running away, and living with a professor. Once he was of age, he was able to get custody of Azerail and Rakas. When Callisto winked at him, he blushed lightly before he laughed, "Oh sweetheart, I am in my forties, getting closer and closer to fifties." However the former Slytherin had managed to trick her into letting him get something for her. He wanted to be able to take care of her for a change. Why was he doing this? He did not know, but it seemed to be fun regardless! He laughed when she was teasing him slightly, and he was enjoying his time here in the house where the sisters lived. Grezhen looked over at her and that smirk was devious, one that blended perfectly well with his features. He'd look menacing if it weren't for that playful look in his eyes. "Oh come on. I know a few good recipes for steak and ribs that I'd love for you to try! Besides, if I tried, what would you do to stop the big bad wolf?" It was rather hilarious to him that he was comfortable enough with his condition to joke about it. He wanted to see if she would be able to do anything to stop him from taking care of her. It was a challenge to him, and it was very hard for him to back down from a challenge. Besides, he was curious to see how bad her need to fulfill would get.

Callisto Varius · Apr 2, 2012

Callisto cocked her head to the side and carefully listened to Grezhen's explanation on what this thing called a car was. So that's what those things in the movies were called! Callisto had no idea those were actually real things! How cool was that. "Whoa. Those things are real?! That is sooo neat! You've seriously worked on them before?" Callisto's emerald green eyes widened, did he know his way around other muggle devices? Would he maybe show her someday? Callisto was sort of afraid to ask him if he would show her how one of these car things worked. What if he thought she was a weirdo for wanting to see what one of them was like? Her brothers already thought she was insane for appreciating some of the things muggles invented. Iulian and Seth hated muggles and everything to do with them. But Callisto had no problem with them whatsoever. They were interesting to her. Grezhen mentioned that he was married twice. Callisto raised an eyebrow at him. Well she certainly wasn't expecting that. Callisto had never even been engaged let alone married. Marriage seemed like a lot of work at times. Yet here Grezhen was, and he had been married twice. Callisto remained silent and listened to what Grezhen was telling her. His first wife had died in childbirth. It was years ago though. Callisto's heart broke a little bit inside of her chest for him. Not only was he married. But he was almost a father once too. That was so sad. The second woman he divorced because of her family being prejudice. They were pure bloods too. 'Just like Iulian and Seth are.' Her brothers were the only two in the family that actually held any form of prejudice to them. The rest of them, weren't really like that. Especially not Callisto herself. The last thing Grezhen said to her made Callisto blush softly. He was such a sweetheart. "I'm really sorry about both of those us....past marriages. I guess I could give it a shot one of these days. But no promises or anything. I still think I'd be pretty bad at it." Callisto figured that her need to always be busy or taking care of someone would be good for a marriage, but horrible for dating. Most men didn't like to be treated like children. Callisto tried to fix her ways when she dated before and it didn't really work out. Callisto could give it another shot though. There was still love left to go around. Maybe if she did meet a nice guy she could have her children and stop harassing her siblings, friends, and coworkers to take care of them. At first Grezhen seemed confused by her asking him about his eye. But he regained memory it seemed and began to explain to her the story. It was odd how someone so small took away his eyesight. It kind of reminded her of that young woman Liliana. Her sister was a friend of Emerald's and had brought her sister around once. That girl was completely blind, and yet, she had as much grace as anyone with their eyesight had. It was beautiful.

"Oh goodness. I'm sorry for that. Grezhen, you are a very brave person. You're a werewolf, you have only one eye you can see out of. How do you manage to be as...well as confident in yourself as you seem to be? I'd be so frightened all the time." Callisto did not know if she could manage not being able to see plus being a Werewolf. Maybe one or the other she could handle after some time. But never both. Grezhen was a very interesting man whether he wanted to believe he was or not. Callisto could see how he had been married twice. He was a good guy to have around. Except Callisto was unsure whether Werewolves like he could have children or not. She saw no reason why not, but at the same time, it made sense if they couldn't. After all their DNA was changed up. Callisto's eyes widened. "Are you kidding! You look so much younger than that! I'm only twenty-five!" Callisto didn't realize he was so much older. Oh well. He was still pretty adorable in her opinion. But she wasn't expecting that at all! The fact that he was trying to make her relax while he took care of her kind of made her nervous though. She was not used to having people take care of her. Callisto bit her lip and brushed some of her red hair aside. "I've just....never had someone take care of me before. Besides, you seem more like a big puppy to me Mr. Varius. I'm not scare of you." Callisto teased back, grinning softly. Big bad wolf, how cute. But she honestly did feel like he was more of a puppy. She was curious to see if he had a comeback for that. She didn't think he would. He knew he was a sweetheart. A cuddly one. Callisto wondered if he was going to persist in trying to take care of her. Callisto had never had someone try before so it felt a little weird for her. Not even when she was sick did she let people take care of her.

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