Howling At Night.

Naomi listened to Victoria, the smirk still frozen on her face, but her eyes were trained on her sister, taking in her words and her expressions. Obviously, Victoria had a beef with her father, just as Naomi did. In a way, they were upset their father had forgotten them so quickly. Naomi had taken that anger and sworn to show her father just what he was missing by choosing Ari as his heir. He would soon see, and Naomi would love to have her sister aide her in that.

But she said nothing at first, though, finding it more prudent to listen to her little sister. She knew the Greyback children were usually full of a disappasioned passion that ruled the way they decided things, and that she probably wanted to say it all at once. She expressed a disdain for her lack of freedom and Naomi began realizing how she could protect her little sister.

"Well, I'm technically wanted by the Ministry," she said. "But I have strings and all they need is some special tugging. Don't worry anymore, they'll be off your back." She nodded, making sure Victoria knew that what Naomi was offering was a promise. "And 'daddy' seems to do that, huh?" She forced a chuckle, one lacking humor. "If you know how, it's easy to get back at him though."

Victoria's words were exactly what Naomi wanted here, and were, honestly, what she had expected from her. When someone had been hurt by someone they expected to never hurt them, it was not something easily forgotten. Naomi, once her eyes had been opened to exactly how coldy Fenrir had treated her, had been unable to ever close her eyes to the injustice.

Victoria was curious though. Now... curiousity was dangerous, and it got people in trouble. It did kill the cat, after all. But it would hardly be the sisterly thing to do, now would it, seeing as Victoria had opened her heart to Naomi. Naomi took a few steps forward, the smile still there, but her eyes squinted against expressing her true anger and hatred. She shook her head and shrugged, "Nothing. That's what he did."

She turned and began walking towards the small woods that bordered the grounds of the mansion's property. She put her fingers to her lips and let out a shrill whistle, before dropping her hand and turning her head to look back at her sister. "I can show you how. Follow me." She turned forward again and worked her way into the forest, to the place she and her pack had apparated to, before stopping and waiting.

Naomi could feel her sister joining strides with her and she grinned. She did not want some weakling who followed behind like a lost puppy, a lame duckling. Someone with a little more iniative and a little more gumption was exactly the type of person Naomi liked to have around. And it would be much better to have someone like that than another weakling, like Fyona.

She stopped and turned, and as she did, there were popping noises from all around her, in a perfect circle around the two of them. The two sisters stood before a few men who casually approached, standing before Naomi. "This is my little sister, Victoria Greyback," Naomi announced. The name was important. It told them that she had power.

"This is Colby," Naomi said, motioning to a man with black hair and steely grey eyes. He was her right hand man, and one of the most loyal. "This is Carlyn," she said, pointing to a man with tight, curly brown hair. "And Nester." A scrawny, older man with grey tufts nodded to Victoria. "And Hoover." Hoover was huge and he looked down an Victoria, sizing her up. Naomi avoided his gaze, because it always seemed the large man was drinking her in. He would not take no, it seemed.

Naomi watched Victoria out of the corner of her eye. She looked cautious, in a way that any intelligent person would be, but she also had a fearless look in her eye. Carlyn let out a laugh on viewing the small girl, Colby raised an eyebrow. Nester adjusted his glasses and Hoover looked a little disappointed. He took a step towards Victoria but Naomi said in a brisk voice, "Hoover." He shot her a glare and nodded to Victoria.

"They're my partners," Naomi said, looking up at them. She did appreciate them, and she did not lessen their role in any way. "Father's pack are animals, stupid and strong. These men have brains, have will, have a whole lot more." She looked at Victoria. "We're sort of competing with Daddy. For kills, fame, glory. See how long it takes for him to see us as a threat. Then to run him out of business. You follow?"

Naomi smiled at the girl's words, as did Carlyn and Colby. Nester shook his head slightly, always having been the cynic of the group, most likely thinking that Victoria would come to the same end as Fyona. However, Fyona had been weak and stupid. She was not a killer. She had just been looking for the protection and comfort of numbers. Now, Hoover. He was just interested.

"Good," Naomi, said. "You have to be careful though. I don't know if you know our brother, Ariel, but he's not pleased with me. He's keeping us from getting tracked down, but he also is sided with our Father. It might be a good idea for you to convince him your on his side, but of course, every full moon, your place is along with us." She nodded, giving her sister a welcoming smile.