As her body continued to move forward, for a few minutes, the energy she sensed from him grew fainter and fainter with the distance.  It almost seemed as if she may have lost him.  But she was anything but naive.  To validate her thoughts, eventually, she caught sense of his energy once more.  It was like nothing she had come across before.<br/><br/>She tried to focus.  There would be time for her curiousity later.  Right now, she had to focus on getting the hell out of dodge.  She knew how a siren could effect a wolf and that was the last thing she wanted to deal with.  She could take him on dead on, but Kat was trying to learn how to think before she acted.  It was often one of her flaws, which went hand and hand with her anger.<br/><br/>She didn't know this creature from adam, didn't know how old it was, didn't know it's strengths or weaknesses.  It didn't sense like just a wolf.  There was something else.  She could attempt to drain him, but again, she didn't know what his skill or strength levels were.  If it had to come down to it, she would fight, but first, she would at least attempt to avoid the conflict.<br/><br/>She felt the impact of her landing vibrate through her core as she closed the distance between two more buildings.  Where was she going to go?  The longer she ran, the more she realized the wolf was pacing her.  He was keeping a decent effort at keeping the same distance between them.  She wondered if he could have caught up with her if he had wanted to.  The thought wasn't welcomed.<br/><br/>She was tempted to round back to the club where her band and Athekka would be, but she couldn't risk endangering the crowd there if it turned into a fight.  She was living at the club, so it's not as if she could go home, which wasn't a good idea either.  She tried to think of what her options were.<br/><br/>She could try to loose him.  If that worked, she could head to a graveyard that was about 10 miles or so outside of town and crash in the masoleum for the night.  At least then if the mutt found her, it would be in a more secluded place.  She wouldn't have to risk exposing herself to anyone or endangering anyone.<br/><br/>Making this decision, she burst forward with a little more effort, picking up her speed.  This time though, she began to change her course.  She knew the city well enough.  Suddenly, upon approaching the edge of the roof she was on, instead of leaping towards the next rooftop, she aimed for a balcony below.<br/><br/>She didn't hesitate as she jumped the distance from there to the street below and as soon as her boots hit the pavement, she was off again.  She tried to take the back alleys, making twists and turns, trying to confuse the mutt and put distance between them so that he might loose her scent.  She grimaced as she thought about that.  Even if she lost him, if he picked up her scent trail, he could follow her.  Fuck.<br/><br/>Her mind reeled as she tried to think of a solution to this dilema.  If she survived this, she would have to talk the band and see if any of them knew how to enchant an item to hide her scent.  Too bad she hadn't thought of that before tonight.  She gritted her teeth impatiently.  She could run no problem with the clothing she had on, but it didn't really help her either.  She wanted to shed the thigh highs and just run barefoot, but that would take time that she wasn't sure she could afford.<br/><br/>She knew she could burn them off.  She let out a low growl at the thought.  These were her favorite boots.  But she could always get another pair.  Making the choice, as she ran, she took a little bit of concentration and focused a burst of fire to surge from her feet and work it's way up.<br/><br/>It ate through the vinyl and she almost cringed at the smell.  But, it was effective and soon, she shed the boots and she pulled the fire back so that it were as if it had not been there at all.  After shedding the boots, she found herself able to pick up her speed a little better, her feet having more grip than the soles of her boots would have had.