The werecoyote hadn't returned from her running exercise, which had been imposed towards her since she had started her training with Kisa, who thought it was best to make sure that she could improve her speed even though she was already faster than humans with her supernatural situation.

With the centuries on the run, Kisa had taken on many habits that had made her body stronger, going as far as joining the army for a while as she caught on how to improve her abilities.

You didn't think the Petrova twins had been just lucky when it came up to Klaus Mikaelson, right?

Kisa had given up on many things to assure their safety and it made her stronger than many.

So it wasn't such a surprise that Malia had been forced into an almost military discipline, which would most likely make her snap once in a while, but did guarantee the fast development of the brunette.

Everyday, she would have time to train her hearing, smell, physical strength and transformation, endurance and speed, which were the areas Kisa was aware of.

Malia could now control the color of her eyes, only showing those shiny blue orbs when she was threatening the vampire, her claws and fangs would come and go at her will and her smell was the best Kisa had ever seen, possibly a consequence of her years in her animal form.

Her hearing, however, was still troublesome for the coyote, who didn't have the patience nor the needed concentration to master the ability, which would often make her snap at Kisa and storm out of their house.

Besides this, everything was just peachy.

Coyote like, of course, it turns out that teaching Malia how to turn back into a coyote was much easier than teaching her trigonometry.

The werecoyote had to give it to her though, Kisa was always patient while explaining the things to her, even if her methods annoyed Malia to no end.

Looking down at the chronometer on her hand, the vampire grinned once she saw Malia's figure appearing on the road, she had reduced 37 seconds of her time.

The werecoyote panted heavily once she crossed the mark, sweat dropping heavily from her face as she supported her hands on her knees while smirking at the brunette.

"I would give you a hug, but you smell like wet dog, so go take a shower first" Kisa instructed while turning around, barely noticing as Malia's arms wrapped around her figure as a squeal left her mouth.

"You deserve to suffer!" The vampire was tackled to the ground, much to her disappointment, groaning loudly at the sticky substance that seemed to be dripping on her.

"Nooo, get off! I'm wearing Prada! My poor clothes!" Kisa exclaimed as she tried to push the coyote off her, only to her Malia's loud laughter, which instantly brought a smile to her face.

"I found out something!" Malia suddenly exclaimed as she continued on top of the vampire, watching Kisa's eyes twinkle in curiosity as she laid under the coyote.

"Do tell, beasty"

"I can smell emotions" Malia explained with a frown, her eyes slightly looking up as she remembered the sensation she felt.

"Smell emotions?" Kisa repeated slowly, her face slightly crunching in confusion as she analyzed her friend.

"Yes, some people reek of anxiety, others of fear, others of love or hate... I can smell it" Malia tried to elaborate her answer as she grinned down at the older female, her cheeks slightly flushing when she noticed the proud look on Kisa's face.

"Good job, beasty, I told you it would be easier after a while" a smirk rose on her face and she quickly changed their positions, pinning the coyote down.

"I would have to let you know though, I don't bottom, beasty" whispering the words to the werecoyote, Kisa noticed the shiver passing through Malia's body.

"What do I smell like, Mal?" Her infamous smirk appeared on her face and her hickory eyes noticed the coyote gulping down, her eyes wide.

"Y-you reek of lust" Malia stuttered out, looking away from Kisa with burning cheeks before she cleared her throat and glared at the vampire "What are you going to do about it?"

Kisa chuckled at Malia's new found confidence and leaned her face closer to the brunette, their lips almost touching as the werecoyote seemed to have frozen on the ground.

"Why? Would you like me to do something, beasty?" Kisa whispered teasingly, a dark glint appearing on her eyes once she saw Malia harshly biting down her lip.

"No"

"So you don't feel anything when I'm this close to you?"

"No"

"And you don't want me to kiss you right now?"

"No"

Malia's heartbeat betrayed her words, skipping with every answer she gave to the vampire as her eyes flickered between Kisa's darkened eyes and red lips.

"Okay then" standing up abruptly, the vampire turned away to hide her smirk when she saw the look of disappointment on Malia's face as she stood on the ground for a few more minutes.

"Where- what are you doing?" The look of disbelief that crossed Malia's face caused a real laughter from the brunette.

"I need to go to the hospital, my blood bags are almost over, want to steal some with me?" Snapping herself out of her dazed state, the werecoyote slowly nodded at the brunette.

They didn't expect the zombi apocalypse like state that was the hospital, lights flickering, dead people laying on the halls and samurai like soldiers killing anyone that appeared in front of them.

"Well, well, well... time to paint my nails with blood" Kisa said with a smirk, winking at the werecoyote who had a confused look on her face.

"I don't think you're supposed to be this excited over a situation like this, Kit"

"They use swords! It's been centuries since I've fought with a sword!" Kisa exclaimed while grinning widely, watching the slightest twitch of Malia's lip as she broke a pipe and threw it towards her.

"Go on then, my knight" giving the brunette a teasing smirk, Kisa bowed mockingly, and sped towards the Oni, using the pipe as a sword as they fought against one another.

"As you wish, princess. Come at me, boys, let's see who's the better ninja!"