Arro had wandered through the disgusting cement streets for a few hours before he picked up the scent of someone...familiar.<br/><br/>The wolf from before...he could smell her far downwind.<br/><br/>He didn't really have any intention of asking her for help or anything of that sort but he found himself being dragged towards her smell as his instincts tugged at his mind.<br/><br/>He allowed himself to shift to wolf form, then started running. Blurring past humans who were just fast enough to get out of his way.<br/><br/>Now then...where is she...