Lizette slept deeply and peacefully for a few hours. She didn't move much while she slept, though she had some dreams that moved her eye lids a little this way and that. She didn't really know how long she had slept when she felt a hand on her shoulder. In an instant she was awake, getting up on her feet and looking around.<br/><br/>"Time to go?" she asked taking a sniff of the cooler morning air. Many different scent assaulted her human nose, and since she wasn't apart of this town she couldn't distinguish between outsiders scents and villagers scents. But one thing was really clear to her, the scent of fear was growing stronger and stronger.<br/><br/>With a nod of her head she grabbed her pouch, tightened the straps around her waist and stepped to the door, she was ready to run to the south, her mind going over what Ian had told her to do, at the same time she checked to make sure she still had the patch tied tightly to her arm.<br/><br/>Through a crack in the door she could see villagers running past, and larger men carrying nasty looking weapons were chasing behind, laughing and pushing each other over as they rushed to get to the villagers. With a deep breath Lizette opened the door and dashed out of the house. She was fast, even in human form, though she didn't worry about tracks at the moment, she did start running east. She would need to get around the village and away from it before she would run south. Lizette could only hoped that in the chaos, her foot steps were lost, and she was not followed by any unwanted company.