- What? we had a dangerous beast wander freely around the town... and what we're going to do, hunting for... a<em>pet</em>?<br/>- Don't even try to question orders. Some mad scientists put a very high price... and I'm not the one who will gotta pay if she got harmed, so we'll back and follow her trail. Here's the order for you: when we get there you'll stick your nose onto ground and track her. Gotta heard? no more question.<br/><br/>"That's foolish!" but was just Khane thought, but that don't surprise him. There's things which cost more in zoo's business. The catgirl was one of them: bunch industries had put many money in her project... in her vein was running the most expensive blood you will be able to find in town. Not matter how much blood of innocent people it would be cost: kings, emperor, and other lords of war, in history, constantly put so high prices on their fucktoy or any other wanking fantasies . Khane fell an insane desire to place his jaw the cute kitty's jugular vein, spill out all expensive blood and back up his hunt, in the<em>real world</em>, people's danger: the werewolves.<br/>Something tilted oddly in his brain. He'd tried to follow this other cogitation. But it was soft air blow in the storm of anger, plus he was tired. So many night past on baffle the inner wolf... but now he felt better. Seemed like the wolf wasn't knock on his door any more.<br/><br/>- Yes, Sir - He'd say in almost low howl while was staring the intensely the<em>boss</em>'s throat<br/><br/>Don't took too much time get back at the cat girl's trail... but, then,  follow it to the bar cost Khane an headache: the soft scent of a youg lady mixed with all sorts of<em>emotional stinks</em>by a feline. It was like watching a wide landscape rendered by Picasso and seen through a kaleidoscope: enter the bar was like was the previous, with the add of "<em>... and smoking some heavy kind of catnip while doing so</em>". His senses got knocked out.