<em>Damn!</em>It wasn’t the first time she missed, but she didn’t miss often and now was the least time that she would have wanted it to happen. What ever it was, it slowed down. That was not a good sign. She was now behind a tree, her back to it. Inira first determined which way the wind was blowing… the air current was only slight, but it was enough to carry her scent in the direction of the unknown animal… an animal she suspected was the werewolf.  That meant he would be hunting her, not the other way around.<br/><br/>There was only one way to take away his advantage… take away the hunt. There was a clearing up a head about 30 feet around. It wasn’t as much room as she would have liked given the wolf would be able launch himself over most of the clearing, but it was better than nothing. With a pistol in each hand, she made her way to the clearing moving with silent efficiency that would impress her prey. She hugged the trees letting their forms mask hers as much as possible.<br/><br/>Once she was there she boldly walked into the middle, no longer hiding. “Who ever you are, I am authorized by the United States government to kill you if you resist arrest. Turn yourself into me quietly and I will make your trip to jail as comfortable as possible.” Her voice was confident and strong, very casual. Her heart rate was steady because she forced it to be. Many of her colleagues made the mistake of allowing a fear reaction which most of the time spurred the werewolf’s natural instincts to attack. The wanted to approach the animals mind… remind him of being human. It might just give it enough hesitation that she could kill it.<br/>