Fenrich looked around the corner, Valvatorez close behind him. And there, sitting on the couch was a familiar, dark coated female werewolf. Her yellow eyes gleamed in the poorly lit room and beside her was Desco. It appeared as though Calaine didn't quite mind Desco and saw her as tolerable as Fenrich suggested. She looked up to the fellow steward, "Fenrich, there you are." She stood up and approached him, looking up at the taller werewolf.

However, Fenrich didn't seem at all too happy when Calaine appeared before him, fully healed and walking. Instead, he balled his hands into fists and readied his right fist. Fenrich threw his arm forward, punching Calaine in the shoulder harshly. She staggered back slightly and looked up with a slightly angered expression, "What the hell, Fenrich!"

Fenrich looked down at Calaine, his lips parted in a growl, showing his clenched teeth. A low growl emitted from his throat and for a moment, it looked as though he was going to kill the smaller werewolf. Fuka went to stop Fenrich from hurting Calaine further but Valvatorez stepped between them. He shook his head and she opened her mouth in silent protest.

Calaine gave the same murderous look to Fenrich, their eyes locked in a ferocious stare down. Neither one of them spoke until Fenrich sighed, "You're an absolute idiot, Calaine." He gripped his hair at the roots and he shook his head as he walked away. Calaine stood there, confused entirely by Fenrich's behavior. She looked to Valvatorez, hoping he had an answer.

"Are you going to let him talk to you like that, Calaine?" Fuka inquired, probably confused more than anyone else in the room. Desco had moved to her sister's side and looked up at Calaine who was lightly rubbing her shoulder where Fenrich had punched her. Calaine looked down at both of them, unable to answer Fuka's question as she shook her head.

"Calaine and Fenrich have a strange way of settling things," Valvatorez began to explain as he approached his stewardess in concern, checking her shoulder for a bruise, "It's actually quite interesting; they fight each other in some pretty deadly fights. But it's the way werewolves actually solve their problems and get over things."

Calaine grabbed Val's hand and moved it way from her shoulder, letting it drop from her grasp, "Thank you for your concern, my lord but I'm fine," She turned back to Fuka and Desco, "Fenrich and I have fought hundreds of times before, but for some reason, I feel as though this one will be much different."

Valvatorez stepped out of the way as Calaine went to move past him. Fuka, Desco, and Lord Val all followed her after Fenrich, eventually being led out into the courtyard. High up in the sky was the full moon, allowing Calaine to feel a bit more power than usual. On the other side of the courtyard was Fenrich, looking up at the moon, standing in front of a fountain.

"Fenrich!" Calaine shouted, "I don't know what's up with you but let's solve this little problem." She walked halfway down the courtyard, meeting Fenrich in the middle. Valvatorez and the others stood by the door as spectators as the werewolves part took in a ritualistic solving of their dispute. The two stood there, Fenrich looking down into Calaine's fierce yellow eyes

"You think a fight is going to solve this like it did everything else, Calaine?" Fenrich wondered, "You're an even bigger idiot than I thought before." Calaine seemed appalled by Fenrich's final sentence and growled.

It had seemed Calaine had enough and immediately raised her knee harshly into Fenrich's stomach then brought her leg back, whipped it around to kick him in the hip. The gray-furred werewolf staggered a bit by caught Calaine's leg before it made contact. He picked her up roughly by the ankle and threw her across the courtyard.

Calaine managed to land on her feet, sliding back a few yards before finally stopping. When she looked back up, she saw Fenrich running at her, attempting to punch her before the black werewolf had enough time to get up. Thinking fast, Calaine ducked down further and swept straight under his punch, coming up behind him to jab her elbow into the center of his spine.

"Do they always fight like this? It looks like they're really hurting each other…" Fuka asked worriedly, to her, it seemed like their fight would end in horrible injuries.

"They know when to stop, don't worry." Valvatorez reassured the young girl, "Fenrich would never intentionally hurt Calaine badly; he's not capable of it." He laughed at the two fighting werewolves and studied their every moments; from Calaine's swift dodges and counters, to Fenrich fast-paced punches and heavy-hitting kicks.

"Why don't you get it!" Fenrich yelled at the smaller and younger werewolf. He shifted his body weight onto one leg and thrust his leg out square into Calaine's gut. She went flying across the entire courtyard and into the fountain with a loud splash.

Water sprayed all over the area within three feet of the fountain and Calaine sat up, soaking wet. He long black hair fell over her face, concealing her expression. As she parted her hair, it became apparent she was infuriated and perplexed at the same time. She looked up as Fenrich approached her, his expression the same as always; stern and cold.

"What don't I get, Fenrich?" Calaine asked quietly then began to raise her voice, "What is it that's making you act so strange!" It looked like she was truly longing for the old Fenrich back. Calaine wanted to know what was wrong with him so maybe she and Lord Val could possibly help him. "Why are you-"

"I'm tired of seeing you get hurt!" Fenrich exclaimed, cutting her off before she could finished, "You throw yourself into situations without a second thought and it's causing you to get hurt! When I had to leave you back then at the castle; it has come to haunt me every time I remember you." Fenrich turned around, "I hate seeing you go through pain like that… It's tearing me apart."

Calaine's eyes went wide as she finally heard the truth and Valvatorez- who had herd the whole thing along with Fuka and Desco, had been right with his secret assumptions. He had predicted that Fenrich's strange behavior came from his strong care for Calaine and now his theory was confirmed by the event that has just taken place in front of him. Fenrich took one last look over his shoulder as if he was going to say something but before any words came out, he left. The steward walked right past the spectators, disappearing into the castle.

Thanks to all my followers who faithfully read my story! We've finally gotten to see Fenrich's true feelings for Calaine in a result that many of you were hoping for. Also, if anyone wants to do be a favor and draw Calaine, you're welcome to. Just please give me credit for creating the character and please send me the link via PM! I'd love to see how you guys portray her! Also, story suggestions would be very nice, I'm kind of running out of ideas which is the main reason why udates are a little random...