There was a tiny slap of a noise as the bare flesh of Kukas feet met concrete. The wild girl's luscious gaze swivelled back, travelling up the length of the church walls stone surface to the pair of abandoned boots perched on top, before she started off.<br/><br/>She moved silently, body arched, shallow breaths...<br/><br/>A light suddenly swept in from the road, painting the rain soaked surface with an unearthly glow. Kuka felt a hiss of distaste rise in the back of her throat. It wasn't that she disliked cars, but the bulbs they put in them burnt her eyes something fierce. All came in the territory of missing a good few nights sleep she was afraid... Kuka darted asides, ducking into bushes as the thing pulled up and, what must have been the most stunning woman she'd ever laid eyes on stepped out.<br/><br/>She was a blonde headed creature, figure like the models on television, legs all the way up to heaven and--<br/><br/>"Hello?" the stranger called, peering through the sheet of rain.<br/><br/>--oh even her voice was a sensual feast! It was honey sweet and had a sharp clarity to it, it was a leaders voice if anything.<br/><br/>Kuka lowered herself to the earth, pressing the swell of her chest and weight of her hips, firmly down. Not only would her scent be disguised by the dirt, but it decreased visibility significantly. She watched closely, keeping herself silent as the grave.<br/><br/>What was she was expecting to happen here she didn't know. Kuka had made her way here all in the name of good research, she needed to learn to change. That much was a fact. If only for means of defence against...<br/><br/>She couldn't hide the wince as images of last week played mercilessly through her mind. The bruise on her arm ached, remembering how her father had grabbed her, pinning her against the kitchen wall, her scalp was still burning for handful of hair he'd torn free when she argued back...<br/><br/>She grit her teeth as every excruciating moment played back, an unbidden intruder in her head, in far too much detail, from the stale coffee on his breath and spittle shining on his needle teeth, down to the spatter of crayon on the kitchen wall from where he'd pressed her into it.<br/><br/>God, she needed to escape it... and it wasn't like she could run away, what with her younger sister at the bastards mercy as soon as she became 'of age'. Her stomach knotted in sheer disgust. How could anyone be like that? What made him the way he was? Her mother couldn't see through it like she could, but then again her mother had never been on the receiving end of his 'punishments'....<br/><br/>Kuka shuddered, she couldn't shake the shivers or the dread building in her stomach.<br/><br/>"We're not going home Pez," She mouthed to the only creature on earth she'd ever told about it.<br/><br/>Pez did not reply. Pez never did.<br/><br/>"Not tonight,"<br/><br/>The warm glow of indoors disappeared as the garage door swung shut. The click of it brought Kuka's attention crashing back down to earth. That was weird! It was the last time she let her mind drift like that, the very last!<br/><br/>She slunk out of the trees, skipping across to the cold metal garage doors, still maintaining her best hunters silence. She traced it with her fingers, cogs in her mind spinning away figuring the most silent solution to breaking into one of the unoccupied structures...