Jason chuckled. "Well it's not a matter of running," he said. "It's more along the lines of the speed at which I intend to run. And remember when I said I don't need a pack? I meant I don't need anyone." He handed her the fur and the meat before shifting into his cheetah form with out breaking his stride. He gradually increased his speed until he was at his max, giving her a chance to keep up.<br/><br/>Once they neared his house he slowed down, just as slowly as he'd sped up and shifted back to his human form when they were at a jogging pace for humans. "Alright," he said quietly "We're almost there." After a few seconds they entered a small clearing with a cabin in the middle. He stopped at the edge and smiled at his home. It was pretty basic, made mostly of logs and wood, but it had a homey feel to it. "It's not much but, to me, it's home."