<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9v1R90n.jpg)</div>Cinder doesn't hesitate. As soon as the gig is up she hauls ass after the shapshifter, running as fast as her feet will carry her. And Cinder hates running, hates the way it makes her boobs bounce and her ass jiggle.<br/><br/>She only goes a block or two before giving up. The scent is gone; she can't pick it up over the open gutters in this area of town.<br/><br/>"<strong>Shit</strong>!" She kicks over a nearby crate and stomps in an angry circle, to pissed even to think. She was<em>that</em>close, and let her get away.<br/><br/>Windblossom will go to ground, now, and she'll never catch her.<br/><br/>Cinder takes a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. Mae will probably question the wizard. She might get lucky and dig up a clue. Cinder still has the address to Windblossom's apartment. Maybe the shifter went there, maybe she didn't. With a shrug, Cinder heads off in that direction.<br/><br/>The only time she isn't horny is when she is on the hunt. It clears her head, it does her good. She really needs to get out of the city when this is done. Every block or so, Cinder catches the faint scent of the shifter, confirming her suspicion that she went this way. At the apartment, she crouches in the bushes and watches the face of the building. It is four stories high, with windows set at even intervals, giving Cinder a very rough idea of the layout inside.<br/><br/>She keeps her gaze focused, waiting for a light to come on in one of the windows above. When it does, she moves. Silent. Practically invisible. She scales the wall, finding the hidden finger and toe holds until she reaches her target window and peeks inside.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Two successes. No dice.</div></div>