Neither of them were saying words that made sense unless time-travel was suddenly a thing. Ravens? Planets? Something was seriously wrong. It didn't make sense, but that was Kate's life most of the time when it came to anything pack or council related. "Hold on." she said, holding one hand up in front of her to stop anything else. "Humor me here for a second. What's the last thing you both remember? As in, what was the date, and where were you?" Since she was asking them, she might as well go first. "For me, it was March of 2029 AD, and I was in New York City."

This whole thing was going to give her a headache. She didn't want to think about who was changing their clothes, or setting them up in a big house like dolls. She just wanted to get out of here.

"Either of you two know how to fight?" she said arching an eyebrow in question. "Because if they think they're going to keep us here, they must have someone or something in place to try and make that happen.