Zander glared at the tracker as it made its move towards them and landed a strike on the girl. He wasn't exactly used to trying to maneuver with someone in his arms. It made things a lot more difficult. And that fact that she didn't know what was going on and was no doubt full of panic just made things that much worse. It was like holding a wiggling child while you tried to keep a wolf from getting it. A very fast, bloodthirsty wolf that would kill anything in its way.<br/><br/>He heard her words but didn't reply, instead keeping his attention on the tracker. As it spoke Zander couldn't help but grin. Everyone knew you couldn't trust a single word that came out of a tracker's mouth, not unless you were its master. And Zander was far from that right now. Perhaps at one point he had been, but that had been forever ago. "You really expect me to believe that words of a<i>tracker</i>? I know I'm young, but I'm not stupid," he replied, feeling the girl move in his arms and her voice cut through the air.<br/><br/>"You can either return and tell father I've already made my decision, and he knows exactly what that is, or your services will end right here," he finished, his gaze growing hard and cold as he watched for any little movement from the tracker.<br/><br/>""Things are going to get a bit messy, Miss, and probably a bit chaotic to you, but just do as I say and I'll make sure you make it through without any more incidents," he said quietly to her, a small, reassuring smile on his face. "So I need you to stay right where you are, do NOT move. If you make a run for it, that thing<i>will</i>come after you. And next time it won't just be a cut."<br/><br/>Zander's attention focused on the tracker in front of him, while taking in his surroundings as well. He already knew the tracker's choice, it was not choice at all. It would either fulfill its mission or die trying. And seeing as he wasn't about to return that only left one option. One moment he was in front of the girl, the next he was behind the tracker, back to back. In one swift move he grabbed it's right wing, pulling it around and launching it into the air towards a nearby light pole. "Remember, don't move," he said, glancing back at the girl before turning his attention back to the tracker. It was definitely not going to be happy, at all.