<span style="color: violet">Jinx casually wall-jumped from building to building, rooftop to rooftop, an endless flow of urban movement. And yet for sometime something had not felt right, a presence behind her, or above her, but it was there....and following in hot pursuit. She hadnt bothered to look around, she figured whatever it was would find her eventually and introduce its stalkerish self. Then she smelled it, like the undeniable stench of dead rat, the scent of slowly rotting corpses, the musky taste of wolf-cum in the air, and the big bad wolf himself, Jazen. She'd met him once before and he'd had his fun with her, but now it was her turn to play a little game. She'd stop in on good old Jazen, but first, what the hell was following her. Hitting a nearby wall at a vertical angle, her claws ripping into stone as she hurtled up it, she flips over onto the rooftop and stops, finally turning. Then she saw it, a large creatue that appeared to be half gryphon half hyena. It had regal looking wings and a beaked face, but the rest of its body looked bipedal. She raises an eyebrow for a moment, wondering what this absurd thing was doing following her, til she noticed the armour, putting two and two together and making four, just in time to roll to the side as the Gryphon came in with a squeal of rage, and attempted to spit her with a spear it held in its right claw. <br/><br/>"You slut! You killed them...all of them....trecherous bitch!" The enraged gryphon-whatever snarled at her as it landed on the rooftop, and hurled its spear straight for her. Jinx didnt have time for this, she had wolfies to fuck, and kill. Before the spear had caught flight, she'd already drawn her pistol, and fired off a crack shot with the huge .500 round, blasting straight through the spear (virtually dismantling it in mid air, the spear head flying to one side and the wood splintering), the bullet flying straight through the airborne spear in a flash of splinters and cracked wood, and hitting the gryphon square between the eyes. She raises the barrel of the gun to her lips, blowing away the smoke reeling from the chamber, spinning it briefly in one paw before holstering it once again. Damned crazy people, always out for revenge. The echo of the shot had by now faded, and she was off again, darting across the roof tops at an immense speed, before slowly and becoming silent, stealthily prowling over the metallic surface of a ledge she had landed on, right above her target destination. Oooh, what a sight, she thought as she peers inconspicuously over the ledge wall, examining the ravaged school girls and their teachers, and then inspecting Jazen. As obscenely masculine and irritating as she remembered him, excellent.<br/><br/>Deliberately masking her scent, she was intent on getting the jump on her wolven friend this time, slowly, silently unstrapping her rifle from her shoulder. It was loaded, all she had to do was get into posistion, and fire. Semi-automatic too, rather than bolt action, a quick few pulls of the trigger and the .60 round would be embedded in whatever she wanted it to be. But that wasnt her goal here. She leaps off the ledge and climbs her way fully onto the roof, leaning over the rooftop wall, discharging the rifles current ammunition and sliding in a new cartridge full of potent tranquilizer darts, good enough to paralyze or KO a dragon, in the right dose. She locks it in with as much delicacy and caution as possible, raising the rifle butt to her shoulder and eyeing up down the scope, crouching down slightly so that she was virtually impossible to see up there in the slightly obscured by a cloud of industrial smoke rooftop. She picks out her target, aiming for one of Jazen's pet wolves. In about half a second she could fire twice and hit each, then it was just the big baddie himself to take down. She licks her lips, waiting for the right moment to shoot.</span>