Cer looked up at the sky, which was now darkening. An odd scent floated past her. It was like smelling death and carnage put together. The streets of London were heavily busy even in this early evening. All the citizens were buzzing to and fro, attempting to be somewhere yet still getting nowhere. Cer couldn't pinpoint this exact scent because of this. Any one of these people could be that suspicious individual. She sighed and tapped the communication link, or com-link, embedded in her earlobe.<br/><br/>"Talion, have you seen anything worthwhile yet? I caught a suspicious scent but i can pinpoint who it belongs to. The scent trail is already dissolving from all the people walking around." she explained.<br/><br/>Standing still and getting pushed about was beginning to annoy her now. Her first instincts would've been to shove the ignorant humans away but with all the training they received in Area 51 she learned to control her anger for the most part. At least around the simple fragile humans. She began to head east, knowing Talion was somewhere in the vicinity. Her gaze searched each and every dark alleyway. Cer longed to walked down one and turn into her wolf form. She looked more like an overgrown dog than a wolf so it would be easy not to cause panic. However she knew better. Being in that form gave her speed but even speed couldn't overcome population.