Their movements were wild and erratic... Charles was beginning to fear for the welfare of his already battered pickup truck. He climbed into the driver's side and turned the key into the ignition, always finding contentment in hearing that old engine purr. "Well boys, It's been fun..." He said, though he doubted they would even notice his leaving. He revved the engine and took off, sending pebbles and dirt flying out behind him... Though they were wide enough to not even come close to the lycan brawlers.