I found myself once again stuck between choosing either to leap in wolf form and fly off with the wind, or to run with my feet against me down twenty flights of stairs. If by some inconceivable idea that it stayed night forever my wings could carry me from place to place. My arms linked around the metal bars that decorated the roof of her apartment building, However useless having an apartment seemed for a Beta of a wolf pack. With that thought in mind I flung myself around in a rather twist, rush hour had started on the street it was the best time for me to meander my way back to the Gang.<br/><br/>Anyways the old roof could only hold my attention for so long. I made my way towards a rather large metal door that was the doom to any person that doesnâ€™t have decent stamina. Stairs, in a swift movement my hands delved under my open slit , and through my bra to grab the ipod that would accompany for my 5 minute run down the stairs. The music that would accompany my feet would be a jumble of rock tunes mixed with metal. Which shouldnâ€™t be unexpected of someone with a black T-shirt decorated with skulls, and a black bracelet.<br/><br/>When I run the feeling of freedom over runs my mind, and it wasnâ€™t long that I was drifting past the 20 flights of stairs, and passing by children, parents, and other walkers of the city. Cars with their bad exhausts, and dogs that growled at me were drowned out from the headphones that blared music. I hadnâ€™t realized I was singing until I swung open the door to the hide out , and my feet paused at the front door. Damn I was good at singing but by god why was the Blade laying on the couch passed out? My left hand clicked off the black Ipod and Jammed it back in place. No one else seemed to be lurking in the hideout yet.<br/><br/>"Blade?" Eh it was useless waking him up. Everyone is usually asleep , except me. I ran on about as little sleep as possible with coffee and monster to guide me as a human. Since , Being a wolf and all I hardly ever needed anything in my wolf form. I trudged my way towards the TV , and turned on the Xbox. Killing zombies here I come. Oddly enough zombies didnâ€™t seem that far off from reality, considering shape-shifting wolves were around. Always good to know thy enemy.