"You know I can't do that."

Rieka sighed. I know. she said. She slowly stood, as she did, shifting. She acted as if she was about to attack but then turned and burst through the wall of her house in a strange burst of strength. She ran as fast as she could from the house and the guards.

Guards were already around her house, hidden in the trees. The all jump down, showing themselves and shifting into Lycans. They all tackle her, making her have to submit.

Rieka struggled beneath them. She was in a fit of tears now. I dont accept your offer! she shrieked.

Suddenly they all stood, bowing their heads as the King stood in front of them. He chuckles at their shocked faces, "I'm fast." He explains. "Ma'am, please, just let me help you."

She stood up again. She wiped the dirt from her clothes. Sir, I have made it very clear I dont want your help. I am perfectly content here. She growled.

"Yes, I can see that." He sighs, "But at the moment you have chosen a horrible place to make yourself at home. This is a battlefield. When war rages, your house will go down with the imposing side." He explains, "Along with you."

Then I will move, but not to your kingdom. Besides, I have lived here for several years and this is the first time I have heard of this being a battlefield. She said. She frowned and crossed her arms.

"We haven't had a fight for years." He shrugs.

Ok, well that is great. Now Im gonna get my stuff and move because clearly you dont want me here. Ill just build a new house. she said, beginning to walk to her house.