Territory Boundaries

Susan had been hanging around the Artificium for weeks now looking for the future poor saps that had attacked her fifteen year old daughter a few weeks ago. No one messed with one of her babies. She was ready to rearrange their face of them when she finds whoever tried to hurt Amelia. So what if Amelia had survived, they still attacked a underage witch and for that she will hunt them down.

Maybe she was getting obsessive. But given the stress she’d been dealing with the divorce she felt it was understandable. She wanted to show people she was still a Bones witch and a force to be reckoned with. She had to say she was quite proud of her daughter for ‘beating’ up a couple of possible dark wizards but it also worried her. While Susan was doing what she does her daughter is heading the same route. It worried her a bit that one day soon her daughter could be working long aside her.

She kept her wand out since she was in a rather unsavory place. She wouldn't be caught without a wand ready. Last thing she needed was her kids to be motherless. She refused to ever let herself die sudden like her aunt had. She'd do everything she had to keep them and herself safe.

Alder had been standing on a roof. he had been looking for someone nervous to seek out. His peering session was successful when he found a nervous woman with her wand out. He smile and apparated in front of her in the dark puff of smoke. "You know, we here in Knockturn Alley find it offensive that you have your wand poised as if we may.... bite," Alder said to her.

He still had his grim smile across his face.

Susan’s eyes narrowed at the man had apparated in front of her. She didn’t waver her wand or flinch. She felt sort of like a cat in corner, snarling and untrusting. “Why shouldn’t I when I have people like you randomly apparating in front of innocent women going about her business?” Susan asked. She knew soon as it came off her tongue that she that she shouldn’t have said that. She cried not to let her nerves get the best of her.

She wanted to smack that grin off his face. He could be the one who had attacked her daughter for all she knew. She was fighting to keep her temper in control. She knew if she blew her top her magic wouldn’t be as good as it would be otherwise.