It had been hard enough trying to figure out how to fit all of Kelsi's junk in the back of the taxi, let alone trying to get herself in the taxi with the whole lot of everything packed into the taxi. The taxi driver was, all the while, wondering if he should make her pay a bit more for the large amount of luggage that was packed. Though, a quick glance of her attitude swept that thought away from his memory in seconds of putting the car in drive.

As Kelsi looked through the window, she could see trees and sidewalks passing by, along with many people with shopping bags and little children with candy. It was a bit surreal to her that she was now heading toward a safehouse for werewolves. All of the children she was passing were oblivious to the fact that there were monsters in the city, and she was now a part of them. It was only when the small taxi stopped in front of a large house, now known as the Puteulanus Luna Pack Safe House. It was here that she would make her home.

As the taxi driver helped her carry all of her junk toward the door, Kelsi managed to take the more important things from him to make sure that he didn't break her precious electronics or rip out any pages of her many upon many books. Sighing, she looked up at the large house, and then back toward the door before dumping her cases on the ground and banging the knocker as hard as she could three times.

Adelphus sat bolt upright on his futon as a heavy knocking sounded at his front door. It sounded like somebody was trying to batter their way through the door with a giant redwood. Pulling on his kimono, he padded down the stairs quickly, no sign of his rude awakening showing except his tousled white hair. Opening the door upon a female wolf with more baggage than he had bought with him from Japan when he moved, hand raised with the knocker, about to crash it down again.

"Can I help you?"

Kelsi was, obviously, not paying any attention to how loud she was slamming down the knocker, or that someone had opened the door. Startled, she pulled back from the handle and cursed loudly under her breath. “Now, what the bloody hell was that for? You practically set me in cardiac arrest. Which, while we are on the subject, will not be anything that I plan on doing—are you listening?” she asked, and then sighed.

She hauled up her belongings into her arms, being especially careful not to crush any of her electronic devices in one of her duffle bags. “Nevermind,” she said, waving her hand while yanking out a piece of paper from the pocket of her ripped jeans. “Do you have any recollection of one…Mr. Adelphus Beckett? My, quite a lot of ill will in that name, don’t you agree?” she asked, chucking to herself, but stopping when the other didn’t join in.

Standing in his doorway as the female wolf spoke a mile a minute, each thought jumping from place to place so that he could not follow her logic, Adelphus blinked slowly and shook his head before answering.

"I am Adelphus, Ulfric of Puteulanus Luna Pack. What do you want?"