Cyprus walked behind the cloaked woman keeping his distance so she would not notice. He was to far away though to read the beastly creature. He could tell that she was still in pain but it looked like it was intensifying the more she walked. He noticed that her steps were precise trying to avoid the human men and women as much as she could. Cyprus was lucky enough to look and smell just like humans, but if the woman he was following was a werewolf, or something like that, her natural sent would give her away.<br/><br/>She stopped a moment and turned her head. Her hood fell back then her brown hair flow down her back. He noticed her eyes flashed towards him for a moment stopping him in his tracks. Would she recognize him? What if she realized that he was following her, would she attack? His entire mission could be compromised.<br/><br/>While worrying about how he was going to run from her inconspicuously, Cyprus did not notice that three men now stood between them.<br/><br/>“What are you doing little girl?” A voiced slurred form one of the men.<br/><br/>“One come sit on my lap princesses?” Chuckled another one taking a step closer to her.<br/><br/>The brown haired woman was outnumbered and he realized this was a moment to gain her trust. He could not use a fireball or other large spells because he could destroy a building or harm other people so he was limited on what spells he could use. His fighting skills were alright but the three large men could probably over power him quickly, so he needed to be sly and every move would count.<br/><br/>The men started to walk closer to him and Cyprus knew he had to act now. He pulled out the dagger that he kept on his thigh and snapped the fingers on his other hand. Before the three men a flash of light emitted right in front of their eyes. The three men screamed in pain and surprise. Cyprus ran forward and plunged his knife into the back of the largest of the men. He let out a howl and lashed out punching Cyprus on the side of the head.<br/><br/>"What the hell was that?" Said one of the men. The other two turned just to watch their comrade fall to the ground.<br/><br/><br/>"Frank? Frank?! FRANK?! How did this- Oh it is a witch" Said one of them noticing a recently stunned Cyprus. The strike on his head was hard and he stood there with his vision blacking in and out. Before he could think of what to do next, a large fist rammed into his solar plexus and all of the air left his lungs. His body flew back a bit and he was on the snow covered ground gasping for air. The two other men were leaving the brown haired woman and he was now their target.