'Agreed' Cer thought as she chased after him. In her head, all she could think about was hpw fast she moved when she fought the hunter. She was like lightning. She paws poinded against the sand until it soon became grass. The trees stood tall and sturdy around, plenty in abundance. She could smell fresh water nearby and followed her nose until she reached a small stream. 'Perhaps we should follow it. Maybe theres a cave nearby.' she slowed her pace then, feeling a little safer now that they werent in the open. This forest was like paradise.<br/>---<br/>Mikhail Woolfe strolled into the labs, which were in a state of disarray from the escaped shifters. "What the hell happened here?" he growled with his heavy Russian accent. "Are you lot a bunch a moronic idiots that cant even keep two damn mutants under sedation? How the hell do you expect me to explain this to the president?" And by president, he meant the person he answered to, their benevolent financier Charles Caldwell. He shook his head and sighed. "Clean up this mess before i kill you myself!" with that commanded, he walked back into his office and slammed the door shut.