Kane had been alone for so many years, he did not even know when the last time he had talked to a person. He could not even remember the sound of his voice. He had walked the path of a rogue, a lone wolf. He smiled at that thought, as still his brain did not think of himself as a wolf. So many years he has been this, beast, but yet, his brain still thought of him as a human, nothing more.<br/><br/>He was walking in the forest, looking for food. He stripped down, piling off his clothes and removed his pack and setting it down. He was going to hunt, and he needed to be his wolf. He always hated this part, it felt like his skin would be on fire, and then it would feel like every bone in his body had growing pains. Then his started to change, there was a strange popping sound as his bones grew, hair started to sprout out of his skin, he grow almost a food and a half, and his face grew a grow out. His teeth become razor sharp fangs of a beast, his nails came out into claws. He started to howl and scream at it. After he was done, he bent down and started to sniff the ground, there was a smell in the air. He could not place it, but he knew that he had to follow it, like it was pulling him. He started to run, and he made little sound in doing so. He was a hunter, a killer, he knew how to hunt and he did it well. He used his speed to move to his smell, and he found out it was blood, fresh blood. His already red eyes glazed over in a blood lust, wanting to feed on what ever it was that was dead. Lingering in the smell of the blood was something, it was a smell that he never smelt before, and he could not place it at all.<br/><br/>He stumbled onto area, there was blood, and there was a wolf, holding a man, and he dropped him off the cliff. There was a wolf, one like him. He thought that he was the only one with this beast in him. The wolf had said something, it was about leading someone. He watched the wolf turn back into a man. He did not think the other wolf hand seen or heard him, as he watched him turn and walk off. He was going to follow him, but something grabbed his nose. It was a sent like he had never smelled before. It was strong, but broken, it was female.. something he had not smelled before. Sure he had smelled female humans, but this, this was something better.<br/><br/>He followed the sent, until he came into a spot, and he was lucky it was down wind, there was a man and a women there, The man was on the ground, the women as over him. The man was covered in blood, and he could tell that is what he was drawn to. He watched at the man said something, he was too far away to hear it, it looks like he was attacked, so maybe he was weak. He was down wind from him, and he smelled it, and he new right away, both of these people where wolfs. He watched them even more now, waiting, seeing if they where liked him, cursed.<br/><br/>He could not wait anymore, he walked out into the area, still in his wolf form, and growled, deep and challenging. He was going to find these things out now, and his way, no waiting, no hiding.