Thread: Rat Tail Range. (first 4 people to respond)

Tai stands, brushing himself off. He takes a look around.

robins tail range... it is the same city youve seen so many times when visiting your packmates. the night hung alittle closer or maybe the streetlights where dimmer. the alleys and curbs where strangely full of garbage and trash as if a month had gone by with no service.

Tai tries to scent if any people or other garou are around.

Ariadne curses quietly as she picks herself up. She draws her knife and holds it down, close to her hip, as she moves into the shadows. She catches a familiar scent, but can't pin it down.

the scent is strong as ariadne falls beside him. almost as if a thick smoke with the amount of trash on the streets. a few blocks down a battered old pick up rolls through the intersection oblivious to the two off into the night

Ariadne turns to the garou she knows she's seen around the Bawn and campsite before. She turns her hands palm up, shrugging with raised eyebrows, as if to ask "what's going on?"

"Ya got me, but at least we aren't the only ones here."

Ariadne speaks quietly, her knife still held low and close to herself. "That might not be a good thing...unless you know that pickup?"

the city is alive if not a bit muted. a man walking his dog moves into the light. the fur of the irish wolfhound looking dog is more like constant flowing black ichor coming off the body . the man looks to the two his skin is peeling back at his lips leaving only gum and teeth his eyes seem like pin-points in the black circles around his eyes. he seems to assess them quietly as he brings the leash handle up o his chest fiddling with it nervously