Shadowfang ran with all his might, leapimg from stone to stone over rivers and dashing over mountains. Most likely he would meet a group of warriors from Markarth on the path he took. After about a hour of travel he found hisself at a cave enterence he expored a month ago. He knew it connected to the dwemer of Markarth but couldnt get past the centurion guarding the enterance. That would be a great place to atleast set up camp at.<br/><br/>Shadowfang entered the cave with caution, seeing the place has changed since his last visit. Staying about a hundred yards from the enterance of the cave, he began to hunt some animals for food before he would make a camp inside the cave. On the side of the mountain he found several goats that was easy prey for the werewolf. He remembered back to the days of his carreer of a dawnguard soldier hunting vampires. Then he remembered why he left them due to the dawmguard didnt heed his warning of the small fort outside of riften. He warned that the place was overran with the vermin but the leader of the group didnt listen and walked in like the place was his home. That leaders mistake cost the lives of fourteen men and women of the dawnguard. So he left due to no one trusted him that he tried to prevent it and blamed himfor their deaths.<br/><br/>Awaking from the black out, Shadowfang releazed he wasnt where he was last and he stood over a group of bodies. All killed by his claws and have been eaten on. Shadowfang knew he had lost control again and moved back to the cave.