Mag reels about as shi smashes face first into the steps, stunned and blinking away the tears that form in hir eyes as she readjusts hir now broken nose to heal straight. Shi pauses, zeroing in on the scents. As she smells her Mistresses hir body lurches, claws clemching as a hiss escapes hir throat, though it turns into a scream as the collar releases more energy along hir form, and shi's once again after Chiro. All the chasing was wasting hir energy, shi wasn't meant for prolonged movement.