Vorin didn't listen. He was a werewolf and a monster, no longer scared of what went bump in the night, he was what went bump in the night. Heading out just in time to see Ari try to get it's attention, Vorin heard a horrible growling noise followed by a large thump as the demon landed a few yards away, obscured by the blasted trees again. He charged into the woods looking for the creature. The dawn was just breaking over the horizon, giving everything a slight pinkish orange hue