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The strange scent of the Altered was everywhere; it must have been lurking here for quite some time. The carpeting was well ripped claw marks, but something was bugging him...

He slowed his chase, his nose confused amidst the conflicting scents. The stench of Altered was easy to confirm, but something was different, something off, something familiar-

What his nose couldn't tell him, his ears could however; the faint sound of scuffling was working its way upstairs. Taking a lesson from Frost he switched to a more stealthy approach-

The footsteps continued up the ruined and derelict building; several floors off the ground by now, he reckoned.

Finally the former human homes disappeared till they were in the maintenance part of the building; it must be near the top floor. Jarek gave a grim smirk. Nowhere left for it to hide.

Strange, from what he could hear, it almost seemed as if the Hunter was pacing back and forth...Suddenly there was an abrupt loss of sound, followed by a distant yelp.

Forgetting his stealth, he barged up the steps, slamming open the door into brilliant daylight.

It took him a moment for him to get his bearing till movement caught his attention; a wolf-like shape appeared to be dangling helplessly from the ledge of a nearby building.

He armed his cannon ready to fire but suddenly stopped. This wolf did not have the mutation of an Altered, and now in the brisk highwinds, the smell of Altered had been swept nearly clean away-

Witha running leap he flipped almost cat like in the air before landing directly in front of the desperate wolf; the roof cratered and dented slightly from his impact as he let the muzzle of the arm-cannon point directly between the unknown wolf's eyes. "Who are you?" Jarek demanded with a snarl, orange eyes burning like fire.

Jarek glared suspiciously at the rather overweight wolf; he was definitely not of natural birth, if the unusual fur and the horns were any clue. His grimace was not changed, though slightly releived he did not appear to be an Altered.

He saw the body lurch as the paws began to lose their hold on the roof's edge- Faster then the potential threat could react too, the metallic paw shifted to a much more humanoid form; the fingers wrapped around one of the desperate paws.

With a grunt, he flung him none too gently back to the safety of the rooftop, sending him sprawling, but he allowed no time to recover. He was on him in an instant, one paw resting on "Rail's" prone form to keep him from rising, the other unnatural arm shifted once again to a weaponized form. "What are you doing here? What's your story?" Jarek growled lowly, eyes narrowed as he continued his "interrogation".

The pup chirped from within the bag. The actions taken place had made her slightly dizzy and she wanted to see what was going on. Were they in a new place yet? She squiggled and squirmed within the pack until she was able to pop her head out and look around a bit. There was someone on the ground and she chirped out to say hi before looking around and seeing all the strange buildings.

Without the weight of the other wolf pushing him down he rolled over rather awkwardly and turned to look at the wolf. He knew he was no match for this wolf and his heavy form wouldn't help him try to run.

"I've wandered around most of the city and know where all the food is. The altered creatures don't seem to bother with the human food much. I can lead you almost anywhere you want to go." he paused for a second as he realized the only way he got past most the altered was with Colt hiding in his fur. The thought of Colt sent the message down the mental link and brought the bird twirling through the air. The white bird stayed overhead and didn't go near the new wolf. It could sense the tension in Rail about him.

Rail glanced up at the bird, "That's my friend Colt." He spoke easier now figuring the wolf would probably kill him if he didn't cooperate. "My name is Rail, don't know if I said that yet or not. Hey do you have something alive in your bag?" he asked as the backpack wiggled again before the wolf shoved his shoulder to stop it.

Rail contiuned to blabber about but stopped when the wolf asked how he stayed safe here. It was clear to Rail this half machine wolf was from a lab like him. Certainly he wouldn't be able to send him back to the cold buildings. "Well, I was created so the humans could control the altered." he spoke slow and felt unsure about admitting what his 'powers' were.

"When the altered first attacked they began a breeding program which my father told me about the little time I knew him." He began to perk back up and speak a little to fast. "It was a extension to the pretty pets or something My mother I guess was a top line elite fancy guard My father was one of the few lone assassins They felt that combining a pretty pet with assassins would create something able to better fight this monster within the city just in case of an attack I was the first born of them and I had a sister but I only seen her once. I'm sure she died by now. They tried to kill us all when we refused to defend them." He scratched at a spot just below his horns. "Thankfully my father's devil bloodline kept me alive and I was able to escape. My father came to help me while mother went to find her new pup. Anyway I can in a way influence them to change there mind set but its not that easy I was never trained but kind of self taught myself how to get around I found Colt and he has traveled with me ever sense but we stay in this town pretty much I know where most the horde creatures are and when its only one or two its easy to get around them."

Rail moved to his all fours and looked at the wolf oddly. "Eats? Yeah there's a ton of stuff in these buildings if you don't mind human food." The pudgy wolf shrugged his shoulders before he moved for the stairway door. They where on the roof to the next store apartment buildings but he knew there would still be food around. "I haven't gone through this building very much, I don't know what Altered might be in it." he admitted shyly

"Glass!" Jarek roared, keeping one eye on the still potentially dangerous stranger and the other on the boisterous pup. As he tried not to panic. There was a snarl and a snap to his voice as he loomed over her; he stood protectively over the pup and gave a growl of warning to Rail not to approach.

After it seemed his warning was very much gotten across, he turned his attention back to the little pup he had pinned under a paw. "Glass," he growled. "Get back in the bag." His eyes flashed with a mixture of worry and anger that made it clear he was not playing.