Jace was on the outskirts of the city. Pacing back and forth on the edge of the city. He paces the outskirts of the city edge multiple times before he shifted to human form and decided to enter the city. He caught scents that loudly screamed other lycans. He should have just turned around and ran in the other direction. Yet here he was heading towards the other wolves. Drawn to them by some unforeseen and unforetold reason. Slowly walking as he was still rather full from his hunt and meal outside of the city limits. He kept walking until he got to the house the scents were strongest. The scents of other wolves hit him full force. He stayed just close enough to be seen but far enough away that he could bolt should it turn violent. He had no interest in starting fighting amongst wolves. If he was unwanted he would go on his way. He missed the company of others. Maybe that was the only reason he was here. The only reason that he was taking this risk. He must feel a strong need for the companionship only being around others could bring. For a long moment he remained quite. On the side of a house where the scent of wolves was strongest. He hesitated then walked to the back door and knocks on it. No time like the present to risk getting torn apart...he guessed.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0080">Nina was in the human form. That is what she had dubbed it since she turned into a four legged creature similar to dogs she had seen from a distance such a long time ago. To this three year old it had been extremely long, long time since she had seen or smelt others like herself. Her tummy was growling because try as she might she couldn't catch even a squirrel or rabbit to eat. They were too fast for her and she always seemed to not be able to go wolfie when she needed to do so. Her stomach was growling loudly as she whined even in her little girl person form. She jumps as something rushed past her and bolted into the shadows. Whining now from the painful shifting her startled fright had caused her to under take.<br/><br/>A five inch long, at max, wolf puppy was in the shadows with her tiny ears plastered to her head. Whining the tiny little wolf pup barely stood at four inches from the bottom of her paws up to the tips of her ears. She slinks through the shadows. Hiding and crawling her tiny form under things that were high enough up to hide her. She had her nose to the ground. Stomach growling loudly but still too softly for human ears to hear. She caught the scent of something yummy. She followed the scent. Her senses heightened while in this cute and adorable wolf form. She spotted it then. The low basket of fish. A fish was on the edge of the basket. It wouldn't hurt to take one fishie...right? She was hungry so they wouldn't miss just one little fishie...maybe.<br/><br/>She hesitated in the shadows near the basket. The owner of the basket was looking away and this is when she pounced oppurtunity. Running out of the shadows and over to the fish basket. Her jaw clamps down on a fish hanging over. Grabbing it firmly in the middle the fish was as long as her and hung over on each side two or three inches. She jumps on all fours when she hears a yelling. Wide eyed and frightened the starving little she wolf bolted in a random direction. Hearing foot steps pounding the ground behind her she did not slow.<br/><br/>Her first meal in a such a long while held securely. Both ends of the fish she had stolen flopping wildly up and down like the fish was still alive. The tiny she wolf runs like the wind. Her fright pushing her tiny legs faster as she heard the fish baskets owner yelling and trying to catch her.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">"Come back here you moronic little heathen! Drop my fish you damn tiny wolf! I am gonna skin you alive when I catch you!" The man who extremely hated wolves yelled. A silver knife held in his hand just in case he ever managed to catch up to the little thieving pup. Swearing as he lost the pup when it rounded a corner.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0080">Nina frantically runs. Almost skidding as she sharply turned the corner and ran past anyone in her way, possibly tripping them, as she bolted into a house. Panting heavily yet refusing to drop her fishie. She ran up the stairs in her way. Falling several times. Whining in fear and panting heavily. She looks around and crashed into an object at the top of the steps. The vase upon it falls and crashes loudly to the ground as it shatters. The tiny wolf pup hunched down and ears plastered to her head. Panting heavily but holding onto her fishie tightly. Whining loudly.</span>