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Silveria thought about his question for some time. "I suppose the company would be nice. Just so long as you don't rat me out in front of the other elves." Because if he did anything like that the elder of the lycans would not think twice about attacking him. She did not trust her own kind because of what had happened in her past.

Silveria inclined her head. "Good because if you did, then I'd have to kill you." Came the soft velvety voice of the huntress. Then she lept down down from the tree limb quite easily. "But in any case I think I will start my journey now. The other kingdoms I believe will be more open minded then this one." Though the artic fox held little hope that it would be so. For she knew her kind could be very arrogant towards others, and even reckless at times.

The one comfort Silveria had was that he could not see what she looked like in either form. So for here at least her forms couldn't be discribed and so on. Even if he had of wanted to turn her in. She started to walk in the direction of the next kingdom. Having studied the lay out of this land.

Unfornately some one else had seen the too, and was planning on how to capture the elven lycan. They knew that it would have to be planned very careful so that their lord Riven would never suspect it was them behind the attack. While they thought of plans to capture the lycan. The most obvious one occured to them if they could obtain fresh lycan blood that would stire up silverias instinct to come to the rescue and then they would have her.

Silveria narrowed her eyes slightly. "I came here to stop the killings of innocent lycans. I came to save the lives of the lycans. I care little for the lives of the elves. You see I could sense what was happening to my cousins on this world so I thought if peace could once more be reunited with the lycans and elves the bloodshed would stop. But I soon found out that my kin were stuborn, arragon fools who would not listen to commen sense. For they cannot see what they are doing to the packs of the lycans they kill, nor the survivors that are left to grow up with a hatrad for the elves."

Silveria smiled a bit. "I suppose had I told them I was of royal blood lines that would have shocked the hell out of them. But then again it would not mean much here. For my blood lines are well known on silver moon planet. But not here, for here I am known only as the elder of the lycans. But then my father was a king of the elves, and my mother the queen of the artic fox lycans. But unfornately due to the evilry that came to silver moon. Both men and elves on my home planet killed my pack. Twas then I learned to mistrust and hate them. For my birth pack were peaceful lycans and we had treaties with every race... The shapeshifers continued with their trust when many fell. It was the greatest betrayal to the lycans of silver moon. I will never forget that."

Silveria inclined her head. "Which is why I will never trust my elven kin. If it were not for my lycan kin then I would not even try talking to them. But I dare because they need a voice and some one to stand up for them. No one else will." Her eyes glittered at the memories, but lycans could never cry not even in their natural birth forms. But she knew the only way peace would ever truly be gained was if a elf married a lycan of noble birth...

Of course none of the other elves yet knew this, but they would soon for silveria had been spied upon by the royal spy and he was on his way back to tell Rivins relatives of what had happened, who Silveria really was, and that they might have reason to fear a lycan attack.

Suddenly she stiffened, but it was not because of Rivens, hand, the wind blew a certain way, and she was able to tell that there had been someone else out here besides Riven. "Hmmm there was a spy. I suspect he heard most of our conversation. I am sure the other elves will come."

Silveria growled softly at that. "Oh that is great news." She was being sarcastic, not liking this siguation one bit. But there wasn't any escape that she knew of. Unless the elf before her wanted to play like he had killed her. But that would take some doing and even she didn't relish pretending to be dead.

Silveria had no choice, but to follow him. But then again she did not wish to die yet. And she probaly would have been tormented if his relatives had managed to catch her. Though she could smell the other scents of lycans that had passed through there. Though none would dare attack Riven as long as he was with the elder of the lycans, nor would they show themselves.