<div class="floatleft"><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at the gathering spot<br/>(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br/><br/><hr/>It had been a long walk for Anna. From the forests of Vermont, to the farer reached of the windy city, it was safe to say she was a tired lady. She had nearly given up. She knew that hunters weren't far behind her, and once they would her, they would kill her. It wasn't until that howl filled her ears and the wolf inside her that she felt there may be some hope left. It was the unknown cry that made her push herself up and go onward. She followed her instincts and her senses, and it let her into the forest gathering area, nearly dropping to her knees when she saw how many, like her, had gathered there. She hung back in the trees, watching as some man - perhaps the leader of this... pack? - spoke and offered up one of the many hunters that were after them.<br/><br/>Her eyes watched as he changed into something she'd never seen before. Never had she seen one of the first wolves, and even though they were ancestors, it even created a degree of fear within herself. This guy didn't just mean to set up a peaceful community... he was out for blood. This was war. She liked how this was going.<br/><br/>Anna ventured into the camp, passing others in both their human and their wolf forms. Her clothes were worn and shredded. It was clear she could use a change in clothes. Her once white t-shirt was torn and stained red with blood in places, the denim of the jacket she wore torn and fraying. The knees of her jeans didn't exist, exposing the dirt covered skin beneath. It brought some interested glances her way, but she figured one or more of them had been in her shoes before.<br/><br/>Where did she start? Did she just go about and introduce herself? Did she go talk to the big guy? He didn't seem like he was in the mood for a nice conversation. Her stomach rumbled, and she glanced around to see where she could find some food. She reminded herself she could just turn and go hunting on her own, but she hadn't exactly adjusted to turning yet. She wasn't any good on her own, that much she was willing to admit to herself.<br/><br/>She wasn't paying attention to where she was going as he moved, bumping into a hulking man who hadn't turned into his wolf form. He turned to glare down at her, his eyes burning through her. She swallowed, trying to give a charming smile. "Sorry... My bad." She said before she moved on.