Selene and Herema looked down at dawn of the Equinox, they knew today would be dangerous day. They had faith that everything would work out. They have been begging with the Fates to let them deal with this wayward clan and the witch they let unwittingly lead them. The Fates, on the other hand had been watching just as much they had, angered by such a greedy group of creatures. Sure, there were a few they had intentions of saving, they were fairly innocent and could easily be healed. If they so chose once this was over.
"I am just so tired of the fighting and war," Herema complained to the Fates just two days ago at their meeting.
The Fates looked at her, "You devised this little match making plan of yours and Selene's centuries ago. We let it play out many times with
