Tharion lay in a large tub in The Den contemplating his upcoming fight for The Viper Queen. He sighed and absentmindedly drew circles in the water. Tharion missed the ocean more than anything, it was like missing home, but home was just a few feet away and he couldn't make those last few steps. He longed to shift and let his tail out but if he dared to step into the water The River Queen would have him immediately killed.

All because I refused to marry her daughter. Tharion thought to himself. He took a risk going to The Viper Queen for help, but she wanted fighters and she knew Tharion would bring in the money. He'd spent all afternoon training in the gym at The Den and couldn't wait to just go home and fall into bed.

Home it wasn't the word many people would use for The Frat Frat House down in The Old Square, owned by Ruhn Danaan, occupied by Declan, Flynn, Ithan and now Tharion. The three fae warriors took in Ithan and Tharion, not caring about the trouble it'd bring down on them, and Tharion would never be able to repay them for it. The house was falling apart, they had massive parties every other weekend to blow off steam, it was never clean but it was, essentially, home for Tharion.

He checked the time, over an hour had went by since he sank into the deep tub so he stood from the water, it ran down his hardened body, tight and toned from years of swimming in the ocean and now from working tirelessly in the gym in between fights. He unplugged the stopper and towel dried himself off before dressing in faded jeans that hung low on his hips and a short sleeved shirt, he packed his sweaty clothes into his bag and headed out of The Den and through The Meat Market.

As he turned into The Old Square, he let out a laugh and shook his head incredulously, The Frat House was teeming with people, they were inside, and out on the lawn. As he walked through the front door he could feel the bass from the speakers buzzing up through his boots, he looked over to see Declan at the set up music station, beer in hand. Ruhn and Flynn were at the make shift beer pong table playing against each other, Ithan was standing in between watching and cheering for them both. When Ithan noticed Tharion he waved him over. Tharion held up a hand signalling he would join him soon and turned into the kitchen, then garage to drop his gear bag by the machine, deciding to leave his clothes for now he headed back to the kitchen and grabbed a cold one from the fridge. The fridge had no food inside, just booze. He necked the beer, grabbed another and went out onto the make shift dance area in the living room, he opened up his shirt along the way and decided to blow off some steam before his fight the following night.

When he headed back towards the living room Bryce was standing with Ithan and between them was someone he didn't recognise, as he approached his smile widened and he nudged Bryce playfully. "Hey Legs, who’s your friend?"