Lan reached down to feel the ebbing pulse at the girl's neck and grinned to himself,<em>Well, I couldn't think of a better looking one to Sire...</em>he though as he started to look her over more thoroughly.  She had small cuts all around her, through her clothes and along her arms and back.  Looking around he saw glass across the street and a her shaped hole in the window on the third floor.<em>Hmm, how did you survive that little one?</em>Lan thought only to have the loud purring sound come from the orange and white stripped cat that looked far too pleased with itself at the moment.  “Right...so you can hear my thoughts too?  Keep that in mind...So what's with these burn marks then?  Well you're body will repair itself soon enough.  Have to get you something to eat soon.”<br/><br/>He slowly reached down and scooped her up in his arms,<em>A bit light, aren't you?</em>Hearing the sound of the motorcycle his brother drove coming down the street towards him, along with the stronger sense of the other half of him getting closer, he relaxed some.<em>Thank god...</em><br/><br/>“Cade, we need to get her back to our place, she'll wake soon and need nourishment.  Remember how we were?  Can't let that happen, not in this time...”  Lan said walking over to his brother.  His well muscled form having absolutely no issue with hefting the girl around.  “See, this is why I drive a fucking car, how the hell are we going to manage this on your little engine that could?”  He jested at the motorcycle.  The cat followed in tow as Lan moved closer to Cade.  The two were identical images, the only real difference being in their dress.  Lan liked wearing his expensive tailor made suits, though at the races he was dressed casually, his jeans hugging to his form tightly and the plain gray shirt , now stained with blood, fitting to his frame just as well, leaving little to the imagination.