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Sitting in the darkest corner of the towns tavern at dusk would not be something a city born 21 year old girl would be doing on a weeknight. But, Red was no average city girl, after getting the information she was seeking about the packs last sightings and the witness recounts. She was ready to piece together information in order to start her search around this time tomorrow.

Right now her main concern was to get the waitress to stop coming around her few minutes so she could research her assignment without scarring off any potential assistants or witnesses.

Upon the waitresses third lap, Red decided to order something that would give her a guaranteed twenty-five minutes to rifle through her research. "Excuse me waitress, let me have a steak and onion plate medium well and a pitcher of ale but, please do not bring me the pitcher till the steak is ready."

She laid out her journal and the notes taken at the constable office, on the dusty tavern table in front of her. Why would the sightings be so far apart...... And why is there no significant Alpha known?? Usually with small pack the Alpha would make himself known especially to those out after dark. Why are there only small sightings in the outskirts of town? Might the wolves be gathering in numbers elsewhere, building and testing their strength...... Would they not need to hunt soon?? The full moon is due in about a week...

It has been decided, Red has a plan on how to begin to handle this pack problem hopefully, she can get the ball rolling tonight around midnight and finish this job before it becomes too dangerous for her to stick around. She will go out into the woods just bow and arrow tonight alone around midnight.

She began to put away her paperwork and decided for now she could enjoy her steak and ale, she would never know when she would be eating her last meal. She had to wait it out order a room and unpack before the moon reached its highest point in the sky.

Red paid her tab, and set up in one of the boarders rooms, locked up and headed out into the village. Although the tavern was warm and welcoming and so full of life, the forest beckoned her, like a mother cradling her babe. She needed the coolness of its touch.

She was in no rush, not at the moment anyway, She had a whole night of surveillance ahead of her. Red sauntered down the road until, the wind tickled her nose with the slightest bit of blood enticing Red into one direction. She took off as stealth-fully as possible she ran towards the smell.

Why would they risk a kill this close? Was someone in need of her help already? Was it another villager who had turned up missing at curfew?

Soon Red was untop of it. Literally, standing above a badly beaten wolf. A werewolf just like all the horror stories children are told. The big bad wolf comes out at night destroying anything in his path. It appears though in this instance one wolf fought something much stronger then it could fight off...

Before Red could contemplate the situation she was able to notice tracks, leading closer to the village then she would like. She took off again leaving mental note of where the body was and that it needed to be taken care of come first light. Red ran as fast as she could even using a touch of magic, she needed to find whatever killed that monster in the shrubbery. Soon she came to one of the outlining fields were she spotted him. Clear across the field she saw another figure..

He was out of the woods now, both literally and figuratively, and the terrain changed from uneven ground littered with leaves and branches to flat and soft soil. He slowed down his pace, knowing that he was much closer to the town now, and that was a good deterrent to the wolves individually. He could possibly find a shack to hold up in until the morning, then he could leave safely. At an even jog through the rows of vegetables, still too short to tell what it was going to be, the quiet of the night was interrupted by someone's voice, and when he turned to see whoever it was, they were running right at him.

He couldn't take the risk of it being a wolf, and the village was still a ways away, but the field he was in jutted out into a section of the forest. He could lose this person in there, and there was no guarantee that the person wouldn't try to kill him in the town. Decision made, Seras quickly changed his direction and headed for the tree, again. Once in them he used the trees to lose his pursuer, and when he felt he was out of sight, stopped against a tree, only to hear the howl of wolves. He stepped out from the tree, looking for the direction it came from, only to see his pursuer. And she was looking right in his direction.

She had to be a hunter, none of the villagers would risk coming out here at night into the forest. Although it was true he was wounded, it didn't impair his abilities. "Just stay away, go back to the village! It's not safe out here!" He responded. waving to send across his suggestion. If she was a hunter, she was probably after the bounty the town placed on the alpha, which the town happen to believe was him. His only hope since then was reaching the town as a human, but that was becoming a pipe dream. Past her however, was a trio of werewolves charging out from the forest towards them.

"Stubborn hunters!" Going up against anymore than one werewolf was crazy for any hunter, and she had three charging at her. He couldn't sit back and let her die, he charged towards the trio right behind the hunter. Knowing she was a hunter though, he didn't want to change and blow all his effort right away. Instead, he did the same as he had with the two from before, he tackled one of them. While the hunter took one on her own, Seras had the unfortunate luck of having the other two focus on him, as to be expected. He was the one they were after.

Tumbling into the rows of green, the werewolf tried to claw at him, while he kept beating at its head. He didn't carry any weapons on him, which often became troublesome like now. His greater strength proved to be effective though, and after wrapping an arm around the werewolves' and breaking the joint, he gripped tightly on its throat. Gunfire resounded in the field, and the bipedal beast stopped struggling. Before he could focus on the other one though, it tackled him and bit down between his shoulder and neck.

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After Seras screamed in pain, the werewolf released its clamp on his body, and another shot rang out. The limp body fell onto Seras, and he was treated with a lecture for helping the girl as he started pushing his predator off of him. "Yes, and you're welcome." he restorted, beginning to pull himself up, clenching the wound. Even when the Hunter put her cloak around him, he kept his hand on it. He didn't have the healing factor in this form.
He took her hand to stand up completely, not wounded enough to pass out. It should be easy now, although explaining it to the town would be difficult. "You really shouldn't be out here tonight." Right after he said that however, more howls erupted from the forest, followed by a roar much louder. "We have to go, now!" He started to pull the hunter, not to the town, but rather back to the forest and away from the howls.