<span style="color: #BF0000">As night came, Scott paced back and fourth.  He was waiting for the Alpha to call the night patrols. He was on the one that was going near where that woman was.  <br/> <br/>Once he heard his name being called he met up with his group and they headed off into the woods.  He walked slower than them, trying to get away from them.  Soon, his group was no where in site. He shifted quickly.  Scott was a massive black wolf. He had golden eyes, and a scar down his left eye.  Running, he headed back to the woman.<br/><br/>Upon approaching the attack site, he slowed.  Sniffing the air, he could tell that she had lost a lot of blood.  Peeking out he noticed her laying there. Breathing...he tilted his head.  If she was still alive...that could mean two things.  She was still slowly dying, or she is now one of them. </span>