[ml1201]

"Yes, well Faye has gotten back her memories, and we were able to settle things between us. Though her memory is a bit foggy about your family. I'm not saying you have to leave, I'd still rather you stayed here, what with your pregnancy and all.But Faye may act different around your children because of this. I wanted to let you know. By the way, who cleaned up the mess in the kitchen? I'm terribly sorry for leaving it in such a scene, but it was the only way to make sure Faye took the medicine."

"Oh, I'll be going out to the town real quick to get some things, then take care of Faye. Once that's done I can start lessons for you and your family in reading. I just need to get somethings for the bed I was making and...well...you can probably figure that out for yourself." Isaac was reluctant to mention it, not wanting the children to over hear since they tend to hear things people don't always think they do. "I'll be back shortly Faye, I'll keep my familiars on guard as well, just so that you don't get attacked again." Lovingly he pets her head then heads out with a wagon that he got from the shed.

While in town he gets the mattress he needs, along with some nice fabric for making drapes and bedspreads with, loading them into the wagon. When he was talking with the shop owner about prices he used his powers to distract the owner and workers to drink blood from each of them. Wanting to make sure he had enough blood for Faye as well he figured since this was probably the end of their work day they would be fine. As he's leaving a woman approaches him, wearing a black shawl over her forest green dress.

"So you're the one who attacked the eatery." He doesn't say anything, just looking at her with steely eyes. "No need to look so fierce there youngster. It seems your turning was not an easy one for you, but even if you dislike it you shouldn't consume other vampires. I'm warning you now as the head of the coven because I'd rather not have to hunt one of our own kind."

"Then remember who you once were, for that's what defines us even after turning. Doing so makes us no better than the monsters people call us." The woman is a bit surprised by his response, then grins.

"Humans fear what they don't understand, though most of us are not concerned about that since clans tend to stick together. But makes me wonder what clan you're from." Glaring at her with icy eyes he doesn't respond. Instead he gets into the driver's seat and returns home, letting his eyes turn red with anger for a bit since the road is empty.