Render looked at Jordahn as the leech made his exit. It was a challenge, but the boy couldn't very well hope to take down the alpha by himself, or he would have. It would have solved a lot of problems. His wolves wanted to be free enough to hate the vampires, too, with their jaws and their claws. Render enjoyed pulling at their leashes, but not as much as he enjoyed pulling a veil over supposedly cunning bloodsucker's eyes. He corrected his clothes, leather jacket hanging on large shoulders, despite the rest of him being rather long.<br/><br/>The city offered little challenge for his agility and power, and couldn't delay him, and he produced himself in front of her club without breaking a sweat. The keeper at the door was more loyal to Kathrienna than his lower jaw was to his skull. Once out cold, Render left the large vampire unmolested. He strode into the air congested with base and enjoyed the parting of the creature puddle as he walked into it. Even the thirsty kin are aware when they'd met their match, so he wasn't touched on his way. It wasn't hard to find Kathrienna, she was beautiful, prime among her kind, but her guards made it more obvious as they sprung up around her like a planted fence.<br/><br/>Snowy eyes with spring streaks took in the pale bunch, and he looked over the shoulders of a few large fellows to lock eyes with their leader. Render's arms flew into the air, beckoning and challenging and complaining at the same time. "What? One of you can eat one of mine and I don't even get free entrance in your dancing barn?" he asked, asinine tone out of his large mouth. The shadow of a wolf's snarl laid across his face, wrinkling the bridge of his nose - it was visible in the colored lasers they employed for atmosphere here.<br/><br/>"Comon, queen bat. Let's have a talk, or I'll start wrenching heads off necks." he said as one of the guards rolled his arm to attack. Render looked away, which relaxed the adelnalized vampire, but then aimed a quick punch to the leech's throat. As the suited body fell Render stepped into the hole in the vampire wall to stand before her. "Call them off." he warned her as darkness started to bleed down his eyes, a sign that he had started to change. He was fairly certain he could put mortal wounds in every immortal body here if he applied himself.<br/><br/>He'd prefer to find himself somewhere private with her, and would voice it if they were allowed a calm in which to do so. Then again, if she didn't lead him somewhere pleasant, he wouldn't mind teaching these undead how to lay down. Render added to the vibrations between them, dominated by the music. It was a low  growl just for her, shaking her curvy body like he was humming into her bones. She didn't know she was the reason for the plot that was going to unfold. His eyes, drowned in the black of forming wolf muscles, stabbed deeper into hers.