Reinard was pacing along the length of the house in front of the parked cars. It hadn't been that long but he had already heard a couple of gun shots.. It didn't sounded like multiple concurrent gun shot rather one single person taking shots one after another. It was all hard to judge though. He also heard lycan howling from afar. He was more confident now of his first assumption that some injured lycan was being chased by some hunter.<br/><br/>He was hoping there would be just one and the guys had been cautious enough to handle things properly and rescued the lycan without getting themselves shot to pieces. The number of shots meant not all the lycan could get taken in the worst case so it should be safe to assume the hunter was dead. Hopefully they are all still ok. But exactly what had happened, did anyone got injured, what about the original victim of hunter would he survive .. those thought crowded Reinard's thought.<br/><br/>He stood eyes forward watching the distance even if he couldn't see anything. He smiled ruefully it seemed his detachment was getting chipped away. He really hoped that it wouldn't be bad this time around to feel emotion, to have attachments that this time he would be strong enough to handle the consequences whatever they maybe.