There was nothing charming or sweet about the West side. The place was not safe for humans or supernatural creatures. Dark Hunters attempted to rid the alleyways and slums of dark creatures, protect the humans that worked in the port, but the Dark Hunters could not keep the numbers down. With Syn gone, many crazed vampires continued to roam the alleyways in search of a next meal or the next thrill. Yet most of the sailors were afraid of a pair of creatures with four paws. There attempts to catch them, maim them, and scare them off was a lost cause. The feline and canine far too clever and far too powerful to allow such things to happen. Yet tonight the she-wolf was not hunting for food. Rather she was merely wanting to stretch her legs and quietly observe. Using the shadows to help cloak her she moved through the shadows of the streets. Grey paws silently hitting the pavement as she kept close to the buildings while the people moved closer and walked around closer to the light. Blue-grey eyes narrowed as some women began to take away men and lead them towards a rundown building. Her ears stayed perked up and alert when she heard the soft mutterings of a group of men speak to one another while they cleaned their large knives. It was no lie that Davante's little weapon shop wasn't doing well in business, many of the humans had come to him to buy or trade in weapons...and it was a bit painful when a silver bullet was lodged into her form. Tonight she was not interested in fighting. Tonight she simply wanted to wander around the territory owned by her spotted companion and his Alpha. Yet her eyes noticed something out of place. A frail young woman wandering the streets barefooted. It was no shock to her that she was a Were, but the faint scent of the Were being a wolf made the hidden she-wolf stare in fear and awe.

It had been a terribly long time since she had seen another werewolf let alone it being a female. The last female werewolf she was around was when she had gone feral and destroyed her pack. So, she really didn't want to be anywhere near her, but a part of her was feeling some sympathy and concern for her. Quietly she moved to follow the girl, sticking to the shadows and keeping her form low as she moved. The last thing she wanted was to be detected by others. As the girl turned to what was one of the worst alleyways within the West, the young wolf picked up the pace. Grey-trimmed ears twitched atop her skull, the thick ebony fur along her back stood on end. Her head lifted slightly tasting the scents, most of them male, and that dreadful feeling of fear slowly began to appear. There were many male weres here that roamed these darker parts in attempts to hide from the Nightshade Pack. She had already helped Tobi defeat a quartet of them, but she knew the threats would remain and come from others. Not wanting to stick around far more than she had to a very soft growl came from the she-wolf as she walked out of the shadows and directly in line behind the frail girl. The oddly marked lupine stood alone in the middle of the alleyway, the silver light from the moon highlighted the grey hues along her thick pelt. Long and deep jagged scars were crisscrossed all along her form. Her face damaged and ruined by a set of scars that ran deep into her face damaging any chance the girl could have been describe as 'beautiful.' Standing there quietly her ears twitched in the direction of movement going along the edges of the buildings, some fleeing in terror for the sight of the wolf while others seemed to drunk or high on drugs to care. Softly her voice pressed into the mind of the woman's, her telepathy just one of the many powers that helped make her one of the most powerful Weres in this city.

"You really shouldn't be here...it is...not safe for females."

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven