EXT. FOREST, HUNTING BLIND - ROUND ONE<br/><br/>A concealed HUNTING BLIND blends in with the emerald fence of the surrounding forest.  JANE, her Nike hat backward, is tucked within, CONCEALED in a criss-cross of branches, prone.<br/><br/>She squints through her blue John Lennon shades down a shotgun sight at the end of a flash suppressor.  60 yards distant, the werewolves bolt from the cave.  JANE chews her own teeth in tension.<br/><br/><div align="center">JANE<br/>(muttering)<br/>Old Yeller brought friends.</div><br/>She watches as SANGRE dives ahead.  She switches her aim to LITTLE HOWL.<br/><br/><div align="center">JANE<br/>(muttering)<br/>Eeny, meeny, motherfucker.</div><br/>She fires, the flash suppressor releasing a small puff of gas.  The silver shot streaks away from the blind.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: O.O.C.</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Dice: 6 (10, 9 again; aggravated damage)<br/>Distance: 60 yards<br/>Condition: Concealed<br/>Target: Little Howl<br/>Damage: 2 successes (one 9, one 9)</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>