Katlin jumped when the others came back, having been distracted by her own thoughts. There was Swift, a mouse hybred, Luna she remembered, and two scientests. One human she couldn't be sure weither she knew or not, the other, she knew him too well. Marcus. He'd prevented her from killing many times during her outbursts. Instantly, she had to fight back another wave of anger. She hissed, backing away, as far as she could without being too far away from everyone. She didn't want them there. Why would Swift alow them near after what they did? Traitor.... She wanted to attack them, either drive them away or leave them paralized to be fed upon by the wolfs.<br/>No, the hybreds outnumbered them, so there must be a reason that they were left alive, said the calmer part of herself. The more violent part still screamed for action, but her rational self insisted on waiting for more information.<br/>The horse, she still didn't know his name, spoke. She had to agree on one thing, she was human, once. She remembered something, from long ago. It was fuzzy, a woman and a man, some children, a cat.... the image was faded and distorted, and she couldn't remember who in that group she had been. Did these humans have family? Someone to miss them should they perish?<br/>She growled darkly, wordlessly warning the humans not to come near her, and slowly walked back to her privous position, closer to the group. She didn't trust them, didn't want them, but she would wait and see what happened. She sat, keeping an eye on the two, ready to act if they tried to hurt anyone.<br/>The news that the horse knew basic sign language was relieving, he'd be able to understand her a little, should she need to give him any information.<br/>