Fenris finally got control of his panicking thoughts and spun around, taking off at a run away from the dead wolves. He didn't even notice he'd picked up a familiar scent and followed it until he almost ran into the woman from before.

She jumped out of the way, yelling indignantly.

Fenris skidded to a stop and looked around wildly, relaxing when he didn't hear anyone following him. He looked over at the woman and gave her a wolfey grin. 'Fancy meeting you here.' he said.

She scowled at him and brushed dirt off her sleeve.Wolves. Why is it always wolves? She sat down huffily on a large root.

Fenris sat down and looked at her. His head tilted and his ears twitched. 'What does that mean?' he asked. 'Oh, I don't believe I've introduced myself. My name is Fenris.' he told her.

She crossed her arms and pouted like a little girl.Bellatrix Lestrange. Call me Bella or I'll blast your head off.She said sweetly, in a way that you couldn't tell whether she was serious or not.

Fenris stood up and stretched out his front legs in a playful bow, lowering his head. 'A pleasure to meet you Bella.' he told her. He stood up and looked at her curiously. 'Do you not like wolves?' he asked, remembering her earlier comment.

She spat on the ground.Werewolves. Killed one once.She had a look of disgust on her face.

Fenris's hackles rose slightly. 'What did he do?' he asked, suddenly on edge. He didn't know exactly what she was and he wasn't going to risk letting his guard down.

She had a sudden sneer on her face. Her eyes were slightly unfocused. A small growl sounded at the back of her throat.Oh, nothing. He was a half blood. That enough?

Fenris looked at Bella, still feeling wary. 'You are obviously not someone I'd want as an enemy.' he muttered. He suddenly heard a sound behind him and his ears twitched nervously. It was unmistakably the sound of distant paw steps and there were several sets. 'How about we finish our lovely conversation somewhere else?' he asked.

She shrugged.If we must.

Fenris gave her a wolfey grin, trying to hide how nervous he was. 'There's a cave on the far side of this forest. I'll race you there! ' he barked before racing into the trees.

She dissapeared into shadow, cackling as she flew a metre in front of him, toying with him.

Fenris ran quickly, but not at his full speed. He never wasted his energy on running. He reached the hill that held the cave and climbed the steep, rocky slope. He had picked the cave because of the rocky entrance. It was hard to get to on two legs. He stood at the entrance and shook out his fur before shifting back. His broad shoulders popped as he rolled them and he cracked his knuckles. Shifting wasn't painful, but it wasn't pleasant either.

Bellatrix landed, flipped, and stood right in front of Fenris, a creepy smile on her heart shaped.face.

Fenris took a quick step back, not because of her sudden appearence but because of how close she was. He enjoyed his personal space. It was one of the reasons he was one of the only lone wolves in the werewolf world. He didn't like the idea of being bound to a pack. He quickly gave Bella an easy smile. "Nice trick." he commented. He stepped into the dark cave, disappearing into the shadows. "Follow me." he called back, his voice echoing slighty. He walked easily in the dark, seeing everything as if it were the middle of the day.

She rolled her eyes but she was having fun. She was going to play with him a while then, when his back was turned, she would kill him. She had heard somewhere that wolf fur is very warm on.a coat.

Fenris finally reached the largest part of the cave. He lit a few torches, filling the room with dim light. There were shelves in the rock wall to the right of the entrance and to the left of the entrance was a wall covered with weapons. There were spears, swords, clubs, war hammers, and daggers of every size. They were all polished and cleaned. They were his pride and joys. On the opposite side of the room from the entrance were piles of soft furs from deer, rabbits, and other animals, even bears.

Bellatrix blinked from the sudden light and walked slowly around the room. She went over and casually picked up the biggest dagger, flipping it expertly in her fingers.

Fenris grinned and joined Bella by the wall. "Beautiful aren't they?" he asked. He lifted a large two-handed sword and swung it over his head with one hand as if it were a small dagger. He brought the blade up and looked along the sharp edge, checking for any dents he might have missed. "Do you fight often?" he asked, glancing up at Bella.

She balanced the point on her finger and spun it, amazingly it didn't break her skin.A little.A lie. She was the best duelist of her generation.

"Would you like to spar?" Fenris asked, with a grin. "I haven't had to many peope to practice with, obviously."

An idea clicked in her mind. She leant against the wall.If you insist.

Fenris smiled happpily, a suddenly playful look filling his eyes. He loved fighting more than anything. He moved towards the center of the cave where there wasn't anything to fall over, the huge two-handed sword still in his hand. He took a fighting stance facing Bella and grinned wickedly. "You can make the first move." he told her.