The door slammed open and the odors from outside rushed inside. Rain pelted the shining hard wood floors at the entrance as a stranger came inside. The hood from the figure was immediately let down and a curtain full of long blond hair cascaded down past her shoulders and piercing blue orbs darted around the room then settled on the bar. Anya blew steadily onto her spoon full of stew before slipping the utensil and food into her mouth. Her emerald eyes never wavering from the blond woman. A particular scent drifted over to her and her sensitive nose was twitching alarmingly, the only scent that would drive her crazy enough would be the scent of her own kind and she knew this girl was different then the other greasy dirty humans in this place.<br/><br/>Not wanting to catch any unwanted attention Anya averted her gaze back down to her food, but kept a look out for the young wolf. Once she got up she would follow her and corner her. She needed to make sure her old pack hadn't tracked her down, and was using a nice looking young girl as a decoy or worse...bait. She continued to eat and drink in silence. Soon the bowl and mug were empty and all she had left to do was kick her feet up and let the fire behind her warm her back side as she waited for the girl to make her move.