Paradise nodded her head. Yet not knowing how to take that last part as a compliment, or a insult. "Um, What was I going to do? Kick you out?" She crossed her arms, and was about to mutter something just as insulting back at him. But chose not too. Instead, she wanted to stay as an aquaintence with this guy. Not an enemy. "So... What was that, back there exactly?" She asked, pointing back to the bon fire. She could still see the light, from the fire, but then looked back at Talaar. She noticed his eyes. They were changing color, the same color as when they were closer to eachother. When she was staring right at his eyes. She tried to stop thinking about it, and kept her thoughts, on the subject she asked. 

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"That, Paradise, was what we wolves call a Communion. The humans who take part have no idea what it is, just that it seems to ease stress and free your inner self." He chuckled. "In our case, it lets our inner beasts  out without having us actually lose control."

His hands dropped back into his pockets as his head lifted to peer through the branches and into the night sky. "In ancient times, the Communion was used by our kind as a ritual to honor the earth, the night, and the moon. Now it's more of a social gathering." 

              Paradise laughed to herself. Inner beasts...? She shook the thought out of her mind, Not wanting to remember that he was a werewolf. But she did understand how the music calmed her nerves, herself. She couldn't admit this too him, but there was this pull, through the music, that was pushing her to him. To Talaar. She believed it wasn't the music, it was just her feeling... attracted. But for now, she would just say to herself, that it was the calming music.

They came back to the main street and the buildings, and Talaar led her over to where his friend's car was parked. As he pulled the car's keys out of his pocket that he had swiped from said friend, he motioned for Paradise to get in.

It was a pity she didn't enjoy the gathering, he wouldn't be able to go to another one until next month, since that's how often they took place.

          Paradise walked to the p*censored*enger side of the car, and strapped her seatbelt on. She guessed that Talaar wasn't the type to go with the motto, 'Safety first'. But she chose to go with it anyways. It was quite wierd really. Her mom didn't even care about her. But at the same time, she did. Her mom cared about how she looked infront of men, not to revealing, and she always made sure Paradise was buckled in the seat belt. Maybe it was just, that she acted like she did. For looking good infront of people. Rolling her eyes, at the thought, she chose to break the silence again. "Thanks Talaar...For everything." She gave him a friendly smile, and looked at his eyes. She was still confused as to why they changed, but wasn't going to get personal and ask. Maybe they changed because he was mad at me for leaving early...

"Huh?!" Panic set in and the steering wheel slipped, nearly sending them weaving into an oncomming car. Talaar quickly corrected thier path. even then, he had a white-knuckle grip on the wheel, eyes wide and sweat beginning to gather.

There was a deep, dark secret werewolves had... two even if one really considered it. #1: Near-immortal lifespan. #2: A werewolf could take one mate, and one mate only, for the rest of his/her life. Talaar was not proud of his age, mainly because it meant he was still a novice when he should be old and grey and surrounded by great grandchildren. Having a girl changing in the back seat of the car he was driving was extremely unnerving to him.... and the Wolf, surprisingly.

Gulping, Talaar shook his head, saying, "No problem. Wait. Does your mom live nearby or something?"

Thankfully, his heartrate started to ease back to normal. 

           Paradise pulled down the mirror (Hopefully you know what I mean by that. I don't know what it's called )) And checked her curls. Her hair was naturally pin straight. So when she curled it, it immidiatly uncurled. Since her hair was just wavy now, she put it up in a pony tail. Letting her side bangs go over her eyes. Then checked her makeup. The lady wiped it off, but she could still see a little bit of mascara on it. She licked her finger, and started wiping her cheek, as she said, "No. She's in a whole other city...Or county.." She thought for a moment, "State. She's in another state. She moves alot because of her job" She lied with the last part. The last thing she needed was for Talaar to know her sob story about how her mom don't really care about her. She throws Paradise to a knew house every once in a while. When they start to not be able to afford it anymore.

(( Edited ~ K thanks. I get so confused because usually my charrie 'Andrew' lives by himself. And then Paradise just has a mom that doesn't talk to her much. Bahaha I'll remember that. ))