I stood on the roof, the dark cloaking me. With my Nightingale armor they couldn't even see me. I narrowed in on my target and launched out at him. With a silent hush I knocked him out and laid him gently on the ground before moving on. I knelt in front of the door and picked it with ease. I moved through the hallways unnoticed. With all my training I've gotten I was able to be quick on my toes. Then finally I came to the bed room. I only had a little time to grab the ring and go.

I searched around the room, in the drawers and chest. But I couldn't find it anywhere. Where was that damned thing!
" Get him!"
I snapped my head up and saw the man from outside. I must of not hit his pressure points hard enough. He drew his sword and swung at me. He was broad and strong, I was fast and sneaky. If he can't catch me then he can't hurt me.

I knocked him off his feet and took a run for it. I turned on my feet and started to book it for the door when I was blocked. Then I caught a glimpse of the stone around his neck. The ring!

They may have expect me to do a lot of things, but not charge straight at them. I ignored the other two and tackled the third to the ground with a thud. As we rolled I felt the coldness of the chain against my finger tips. Instantly wrapped my hand around it and pulled before kicking and throwing him over me. I had what I needed and now it was time for him to go.
I was just about to jump and run back to the guild when hands wrapped around my waist and yanked me back in. I fought and fought but he handled me like a bug. It was I was nothing but a feather as he slammed me against the wall with my hands pinned above me and a knife to my neck. He squeezed and squeezed until my hand loosed, letting the ring dangle on the chain. But I wasn't going to let go. Just as he reached for the ring I raised my feet and kicked him right in the chest. As he let go I fell to the floor with a sharp jar as well as a scratch to the cheek. I had to shake it off.

I didn't waist a second getting to my feet and disappearing out the door. I scrambled to the top of the building, barely missing the arrows as they were shot. Their cussing and swearing was loud in the night but I knew they would never be able to catch me.

" Oh I could never repay you enough! Thank you so much, now I'll be able to propose to her with the ring I've wanted to use. This ring has been passed down for many generations."
"It sounds very precious." Kira smiled softly. Her client looked up at her and stood up, taking her hand into his. She could feel the money lay heavy in her hand.

" Please, stay safe." He spoke.

" Of course. Let me know how the proposal goes." She answered. He gave her a nod and watched her exit the house. Kira began to walk back to the guild using the back streets. It was such a calm, beautiful night. There was no reason to rush.

When she turned the corner she saw Bishop waiting for her quietly at the entrance. He glanced up and spotted her. The moon hit him in almost the most perfect ways. His jaw was sharp with brustle beginning to grow. His eyes flickered at her, the hazel taking her breath away. It was more like they were a wolf's rather than a man's. What are you doing out here so late?" She asked as she pushed the button. The ground shifted and he followed behind her.

" I was waiting for you."
She looked back at him. He suddenly found himself unable to move. The blackness of her hood and mask made those blue eyes unbearably gorgeous.

" You didn't have to, you need your sleep for tomorrow's trip."

" I could say the same for you."
Kira waited for the entrance to close before descending down the ladder. Inside the Cistern of the Ragged Flagon a few members were still up talking and practicing, planning their next move. It was only then Kira pawed off her hood and mask.

" My sister, I trust your job went well?"
" Yes, as smoothly as ever." She smiled at Rune. She didn't mention the part where she had a knife held to her neck. Kira shook her hair and gave a stretch.

" I think I'm going to wash off and then go to bed. Don't wait up for me Bishop." She said as she turned. Bishop stood there with his crossed arms. If she thought he wouldn't notice the cut on her cheek then she was wrong. Smooth my ass, he wasn't a stupid man.

As the time passed I had seen Kira grow as a woman and a warrior. Helping those who needed help, training as the dragonborn and a student. She had become a student at the College of Winterhold and was close to mastering magic, she became a member of the Thieves Guild to better her fighting as well as return the skeleton key and become a Nightingale. All within such a short period of time and I was there for it all.

Often she liked to check up on the towns to see how things were. Even though the war has yet to end she still managed to bring people peace with what she had done. But she still had so much to do.

" Excuse me, my sparrow."

Her head cocked at the voice. We both turned and spotted a young man in a cage. Telling from his clothing he was a Forsworn.

" Beautiful lady, lovely sparrow. Do you have time to talk to an imprisoned man?"
Oh god.

" Why are you locked up?" Kira asked as she ignored his comment.

" You have such lovely eyes. I can see your soul in them. A dragon, fearsome and mighty. Have you come to deliver me death? Or are you a spirit of the after life come to beckon me to the heavens?"

" Niether. Strange words for a man who is sentenced to death."
He softened his eyes. " At this point words are all I have, my dear sparrow. If I could I would touch your delicate hands and place them in mine. "
What a kiss ass.

" Have you broken the law?" She asked, once again ignoring his comment.

" I am caged because I am Forsworn, born to be prey, hunted and killed simply for who we are."

I watched her pause and bite her lip in thought. She couldn't-

" Is there a way I could save you?"
" Lovely Sparrow, so innocent and pure. You wish to save a crow? One so different from you?"

" You shouldn't be imprisoned just because of who you are, it's wrong. But I'll only help if you are telling the truth."

He gave a smirk. " You are cautious my sparrow, as you should be, for I am know as the Wolf of the Reach."
Wolf? He puts a disgrace on Karnwyr.

" I'm a devourer of villages, a slayer of Nodric hero's. Is that what you would like to hear? Or would you rather believe I'm innocent to set me free."

" I'd rather hear the truth. What I decide to do is my own choice." She replied as she crossed her arms. " Just what are you?"
" For you, my sparrow, anything. I will release you from your bonds. You can be wild and free. Your spirit cannot be harnessed nor can it be broken." He started as he scooted closer to the bars of the cage." You would be welcomed by me people. Perhaps there could be something more . . . intimate."

Intimate? The idea of him taking off her clothes and laying her down in bed, his lips on her skin, her touch burning into him, made my blood begin to boil.

" You are a Phoenix. Your spirit cannot be quenched by victory in battle alone. I am sure you are as graceful and powerful in the art of love as well. If a lover is what you desire, dragonborn, I can be that and more. I can satisfy you in more ways that you can fathom."

I scoffed at his words. Kira had shot me a look but I didn't bother to cover it up. Was she seriously blushing at this shit! I couldn't stand this anymore.

" Well said, sweet talker." I growled as I walked up. He looked at me, clearly unsatisfied to see me.

" And who might you be?"

I narrowed my eyes. " I'm someone you don't want to get angry."

" You must be the companion that follows this beautiful, powerful creature. How I do so envy you."

I didn't know why I was so angry. But I did know this man was getting on my last nerve.

" Do you think she is stupid enough to fall for the mind games you're playing with her? Your words are worthless. Who knows, maybe you'll show anger towards the guards who put you here."
"I'm impressed with you, dark one. Your words are as sharp as your weapon."
" Like I care if you're impressed," I snapped. I stepped closer and lowered my voice, my eyes locked right on his. " Here is what is going to happen; we are going to walk away and let the guards behead you as planned, or, I can slit your throat right here and now. What's it going to be?"
Suddenly the idea of killing this guy didn't seem so bad.

" If I were to die then I want it to be by the hands of the Dragonborn, not by you." He looked straight at her, "What's it going to be, my sparrow?"