Connor saw the lunge. He closed his eyes, all he could do to prepare for the worst. Behind his closed lids he perceived a huge flash. Several heartbeats and what felt like a lifetime later, he cracked open an eye. What he was met with was an entirely different scene. The woman was gone. Her slump, headless form lay in a pool of even more blood at his feet. Where the wolf had assumedly lunged was now a taunt girl, giving him a rather menacing grin. Her face and mostly bare stomach were covered in several flecks of blood.<span style="font-style: italic">Well that's odd.</span>He pondered quietly.<span style="font-style: italic">Could it be that--</span><br/><br/>"You were supposed to run!" She started. "You can't possibly understand how many lives you have destroyed with your simple hesitation, all because I had to save your sorry behind." The strange girl finished, seething. But Connor wasn't examining her words as he ought to. He was captivated by her eyes. Amber...but no, they were golden...kind of; with a flint of saffron, or jasmine. Once he was able to pull himself away from her glittering gaze, he was able to pay more attention. He knew enough to realize this woman was angry with him.<br/><br/>"You've made me lose its scent. Now I have to track it again!" She added, still furious with him.<span style="font-style: italic">I'm not so sure running would've done any good.</span>Connor thought quaintly. It wasn't like he could outrun that zombie girl if he was tasked with it. There was no point in arguing. More importantly, he realized once again, he was talking to some sort of wolf, girl hybrid.<span style="font-style: italic">COOL!</span>He thought inwardly. Connor sensed it was not time to talk just yet. The mysterious girl was in on his thoughts. "You can tell no one of what I am. Should they know..." She stated, cutting off solemnly. Then, "Come now kid, repent of your foolishness. You shall serve as bait."<br/><br/>It took Connor only a pause to catch up. "Bait?" He questioned serenely. The whole situation was kind of surreal. "I'm not sure what you think of me, but I have questions for you before I serve as some sort of baited fool." He continued. "And I don't think I could tell anybody what you are even if it mattered. I mean, 'Hey everybody! I saw this girl, and she's part wolf!' No one would know who or what I was even talking about. So you're pretty much safe." Connor finished calmly. It wouldn't due to get riled up in his current situation. If there was anything he'd learned from his ill-gotten father or his trainers, it was that stress and panic never helped anybody.<br/><br/>"Why don't we go to an inn someplace close? We can get a spot of food and you can catch me up on what's really going on. Plus, we can get you cleaned off." He added as an afterthought.<span style="font-style: italic">Well...</span>He began to think.<span style="font-style: italic">It wasn't like things were uninteresting now.</span>