HEAT

"So, who is heating up the house?" Yodah asked, cracking his knuckles, ready for a little fun. Yes, that's how he saw the upcoming fight that was about to happen; fun.

Prescott shrugged.

"I can heat up the house and regulate the temperature with Freya. Emma will stay with me." He said, aware that Freya would hear and tell the others.

When she did, the others nodded, agreeing with his suggestion. They had seen his display back at the big hall at the Blue Moon's Pack, and were sure that he was a good fit for the Job. Theirs were to battle.

But Emma was not.

She shook her head, after Freya was done communicating with the others, not agreeing entirely with the suggestion, surprising the others. They were wondering what could be her problem now. She answered their thoughts the next minute.