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Jaden tried to struggle when his broth touched his chest but the spears sticking him into the wall would not budge. Yes, the seal that had been placed upon him as a child was still there. As I'zale revealed his chest Jaden stared at the dark crystal shape. "The Dark Heart of Ice." he muttered almost to himself, he had stopped struggleing and just stared in what may have been amazement.

"DON'T CALL HER THAT!" Jaden yelled. His anger was riseing and the seal on his chest began to glow brighter but then seemed to dim. It appeared that the magic of the seal was
breaking
fluctuateing in power as if it was having trouble containing the anger. "And besides, I already am free, and I'm happy. I won't let you take that from me."

That was it. He couldn't take anymore. The seal on his chest gave one final, feeble flicker and then vanished forever. His eyes turned solid, glowing red and his fur burst forward as the wolf took over. He gave out a single, ear-splitting, unholy roar and all the glass in the building exploded. His bonds were loosening as his strength surged forward.

The monster ripped his immense form from the wall and landed with claws digging into the floor. It had only one thought...... kill. It lunged through a wall as if it were no more than a piece of paper and clammered out into the night in search of prey or predator, it didn't care which for their pain was equal to each other.

Walking into the ramshacle building Tianna could already smell the scent of other lycans. "Good," she muttered to herself. She walked in and sat in a corner and rested her eyes. She could relax for a little while.

Jaden walked in through the gated front door of the run down apartment complex with phantom stealth, he had not wanted to draw attention to himself since he had on only pants in the back allys and had made sure he wasn't followed.
The place looked the same as when he had left it... broken. There was blood on some of the surfaces among many other things. He could smell at least one other Lycan that had been brave enough to enter the place but other than that he was obviously the only living thing to come in here.
He walked down the halls and up the stairs not really having a place in mind but reminising. His feet found there way to the loft eventually, where rain and other things had rotted out the hole in the ceiling down into the next floor. There were things here he didn't remember exactly. The center of the loft sported several large bloodstains that trailed over the walls and parts of the remaining ceiling. He saw the assortment of rags that had been a partial bed for him but there were also large amounts of bloody, torn cloths that had been tossed aside. The floor was littered with bones of all sizes, he had obviously brought food back here many times that he couldn't remember.
The back wall sported eight large spikes of ice now with frozen blood on them. Strange that they hadn't melted but not entirly suprising.
Jaden rummaged around amoung the articles looking for what he had left here.

Skulking around the side of the building in wolf form, Avicus sneeks around, following the scent of other werewolves. After running in Central Park, Avicus decided it was time to find a safe haven to rest during the day. He started to wander the city a little more and discovered this scent. So, he decided to follow it.
As he edged around the corner, Avicus detected movement. He went aas stiff as a board, waiting for movement to turn in his direction. Quietly, and quickly, Avicus bounded across the street to the next building; the scent was stronger here.
He looked around with his eyes and senses to make sure none of his "enemies" were near. He was at the front of the building, and could smell an elder. He gave a soft howl of greeting, and to let anyone inside know he was coming in.
He walked in through the front door, shifting into his human form. His muscles and skin stretching and shifting as he transformed into his human form. He looked around at all those assembled, and gave nods of greeting to those who looked in his direction.
He saw a male standing close to him, he gently taped him on the shoulder and asked, "Do you know who leads here? I must speak with him." His yellow eyes were still shinning, and shifting back to his emerald green eyes when he asked the male, which made the room change to a slightly darker colour.