There were a few times when the lupine came on this side of town. She felt more comfortable being here than being in the North. Oh, how she loathed the Northern part of the city! Earlier today she had happily sent her time with her nose shoved straight into a book at the café her friend worked at. For whatever reason she found the inner sanctum the perfect hideaway haven. It was always warm and cozy. Being left alone in the darker corner of the booth, left to her own whims, with a warm cup of tea constantly refilled and a plate of some sort of scrumptious food to devour. Sadly though time did not stop when she was in the café. With her book finished and the café shop taking last call the she-wolf knew it was time to enter the real world once more. Getting up to the cashier and giving her money to the blonde woman, she left with the book placed on the counter, giving Alexis the chance to take the time to read it. Leaving the café she folded her arms in front of her to keep ahold of some of that warmth she received from the café. It would be a rather long walk to get to the other side of town. If she could wait just a little bit longer she could really travel by running on all fours. She just had to wait until it got dark enough and then she'll be mistaken for a dog if she shifted into her other form.

Such thoughts of getting home was forgotten the moment she heard a loud crash coming from the dark alleyway she was passing. Curious she stopped and lifted her head a bit looking down the alley. Internally all her red alarms were blaring off. The hair on the back of her neck went up feeling as if something was majorly wrong. She shouldn't be here. Really she shouldn't be and she should be heading back to the Ark. However, she heard a soft mournful cry for help. It was a weakness of hers...to help complete strangers. Like every city there was crime in the streets and here within this city it was either supernatural against human or supernatural against supernatural. Some Dark Hunters felt like it was perfectly fine to hint for her kind out in the middle of the open where ordinary humans could see them. Slowly she made her way down the alleyway being mindful of her step so as not to set off a trap. After all the individual calling for help could just be leading her into a trap. Eventually she found with an elder woman lying down it what Raven assumed was her own pool of blood. This time the woman's cry was much softer. Without much thought Raven raced to her side her hands gently looking over her. She could see how her pale flesh still held a few multi-colored green scales giving away that the woman was some type of reptilian Were. Blue-grey eyes narrowed as she noticed the bullet holes that obliterated the woman's lower abdomen, the scent of silver was apparent, this one would not make it.

"Take this...he mustn't get to it."

Confused Raven looked down to see the woman was holding some within her clawed hands. Gently she oved the claws to reveal some sort of shiny object. Taking it she lifted it up noticing it seemed familiar. Yet before she could see more of it she heard a sharp sound of bullets slamming into the large dumpster on the opposite side of the two. Terrified she looked upwards to see the familiar shape of a tall man.

"Sweetheart, it's been a long time since we last saw one another. I'm afraid you have something that belongs to me...give it here and I promise you...I'll keep your Daddy from seeing you...when he arrives."

The she-wolf felt her heart immediately stop beating. That familiar cold drawl was a sound she hoped to never hear again. That night locked up in those forsaken cages with Frost brought back horrendous nightmares. That her Father could actually be nearby was frightening. Looking down at those lifeless eyes of the older woman Raven cried out as she scrambled to get to her feet. Immediately the woman reached out for the large dumpster with her telekinesis using it to toss as her former captor as she leapt up running out of the alleyway, tugging at the shadows and forming them to make a shield and cover as she made her escape. Running down the sidewalk she looked over her shoulder to see if he was behind it. The sound of rapid gunfire only encouraged the woman to fun faster. Turning around the corner she made a beeline for the first building she saw, without noticing it was the kind of building that she would have never stepped into in the first place.

Ripping the door open she barged into the foyer leaning against the wall to catch her breath. After a few minutes of calming herself down she headed out of the foyer and into the main area of the building. It was a bar. Good. There were people here and there was a crowd which meant she could blend in. Well, sort of. There were rather a lot of males around with Fae waitress. Huh, that was weird. Heading towards the bar the curly-haired woman slid up to sit next to Ludovino, her eyes on the brightly lit shelves that contained familiar and unfamiliar looking bottles. After telling the bartender she wanted the top shelf of whiskey, inquiring to have a double, as soon as the drink was set in front of her she swallowed the contents entirely. Setting the glass down she gestured to it wanting another double. With a heavy sigh she lifted her other hand that was holding onto the medallion. Grabbing a nearby napkin she rubbed the fresh blood off it, noticing the etching looked familiar. Instead of the wolf or cat that she had, this one held a bird like an eagle. Confused she stared at the piece, now clutching it with both hands as her entire frame shook from the aftershock of feeling fear and anxiety from what had just occurred moments ago.

Raven Clocksworth.