The snow under Seraviâ€™s feet felt even better than it had the last time and the quiet forest made this run a lot more enjoyable than when she had come out the other two times. Her hot breath created steam, which she could feel against her chest while she ran, the only thing that seemed to cut through this cold. Thank whatever deity was out there for fur, she thought to herself almost amused by her own little sense of humor. As much as she wanted to believe there were no worries, unlike the past two times, and much to her dismay, this little run around the forest was not for fun. There was nothing fun about this situation at all; likewise, she was not in the mood for games. Hell she doubted she would be able to fully release all of her energy like she so badly wanted to do.<br/><br/>A small rabbit caught her eye; they seemed to be a common sight today. Seravi made no hesitation in darting after it at full speed, when she got close enough she lunged forward, snatching the poor creature in her jaws, and tossing her head from side to side a few times snapping its fragile little neck in the process. The animalâ€™s death had been quick and painless and was now hanging limp in her jaws. Letting the rabbit fall to the ground she sank her fangs into it once more, tearing off a good chunk of flesh, the white around her maw had become stained with crimson. Small the animal might be it was still a decent meal and satisfied both the appetite she had worked up and the urge to kill something. It was always a good thing whenever she killed two birds with one stone; it kept her out of trouble.<br/><br/>When the howl sounded she stiffened and raised her head. Her posture was alert as her ears strained to pick up even the smallest sounds, almost forgetting about the rabbit, she listened to the forest and had realized that the howl was a familiar one. Damian had trotted up beside her soon after and lightly touched her with his nose. The howl had evidently belonged to him. She had half a mind to whip around and tear his nose off but kept restrained enough not to do it, expelling the thought almost as soon as it entered her mind.<br/><br/>â€œThe expedition is none of your concern,â€ she began, coming off a little more defensive than she had wanted. Shaking her head, she quickly changed the subject, â€œYou gave him a little gift, did you? Youâ€™re too nice to those pups, holding his hand like that, how adorable. Holding someoneâ€™s hand doesnâ€™t do anything for them.â€ she snorted. â€œIf he canâ€™t keep up thatâ€™s his problem â€“-heâ€™s a big boy, surely he can find his way. I have no problem leaving his ass behind if he canâ€™t keep up on his own.â€ How would they learn if they had to constantly be lead somewhere? She was not here to hold any hands, she was here to embrace her wolf and take care of her own problems. She needed better control her bloodlust so she didnâ€™t seem like she would rip someoneâ€™s head off every moment of the day.<br/><br/>Seravi didnâ€™t mind a learning experience but again she did not want to have to keep an eye on pups.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Now don't think I'm gonna fetch every time you toss me something but I always try to be a good sport."</span>Davidâ€™s voice had suddenly cut through the area. Well, well, looks like he does have a bit of tracking after all, about as much as anybody having their hand held would.<span style="font-style: italic">"There wouldn't happen to be some kinda tour for this place would there? Since you two know this place the best I will just follow for now."</span><br/><br/>â€œWell thatâ€™s good to know,â€ she commented. â€œI sure as hell wonâ€™t be tossing you any bones or tennis balls your way any time soon, pup. Some people are just far too nice.â€ A gesture towards Damian was made. â€œI hope you can keep up.â€ She added, speaking mostly to David, before darting off into the trees again, her footsteps silent, and the chill of the wind brushing against her face. Not once did she look back or care to see if the other two were following. Oh but David would keep up, trying to prove himself, right? Newcomers were always like that, always trying to fit in and prove they had what it takes to belong. She had been the same same way until Thomas had put her in her place after the attack happened, when she really did not know how to be anything other than some feral weapon.<br/><br/>Before long she came to the edge of the territory and she lowered herself and kept as close to the ground as she possibly could. All of her senses were on full alert while she moved. She remained hidden amongst the foliage, moving ever so quietly as if she was stalking prey, her eyes extremely focused while she scanned the area for anything that might seem out of place or suspicious. This was the first time in a long time she displayed her more weapon-like qualities, seeming less like aâ€¦ humanâ€¦ noâ€¦ a werewolf, and more like a machine with how near perfectly vigilant she was. If there was a Claw lurking around she wanted to make sure she saw him. Nothing was going to get past her. If it did, she was sure Damian would notice it at the very least if David hadnâ€™t.<br/><br/>After awhile she dared to pause and look behind to see if the other two were following. Seravi sure as hell did not want to wait for them but didnâ€™t want to lose sight of them either. Going off on her own wouldnâ€™t be prudent in a situation where they needed to work together as a team, now would it? She supposed the whole â€˜teamâ€™ concept should include David in that as well since he had been told to come with them. Did that make him part of the team? Maybe to some but not to her, she was just tolerant for the time being, tempted to stick to her word when she mentioned finding out just how fast he could runâ€¦