Back Alleys

[Danny]

A large grey wolf steps out of nowhere and into an alley. He looks around for a while and finds the street deserted.
He starts sniffing around, waiting for Kaleb to get there, and soon enough he has picked up the scent of another Garou.

[Kaleb]

Danny emerges from the umbra and looks around. Maybe he should buy a leash for him, he thinks and smirks at this. he shakes his head and follows him, he must have picked up her scent. he seemed in full concentration mode now.

[Danny]

Having picked up her scent, Danny starts to lead Kaleb through the alleys, following the path that cub had taken the night before. He picks up speed as he gets closer to his destination. He is practically running by the time he reaches the girl's residence.
He stops and waits for Kaleb to catch up.

"I'd like to take a look inside." he says, "Humans are rather particular about who they let into their house, however."
He makes sure nobody is watching and shifts to homid again.
"What do you suggest?"

[Kaleb]

Kaleb looks around and then shrugs his shoulders. "How old you think she is? Maybe you could be a teacher, or I could be a class mate? Try that perhaps? Or we we could step sideways again and go on in and find her?" He shrugs again.

[Danny]

Danny smirks slightly at both suggestions. Kaleb looked the farthest thing from from a schoolkid, and nobody in their right mind would believe Danny was a teacher.
"I don't want to spook her... but I suppose it's too late for that from what the rats said." he leans against the wall next to the door. "I guess we could just knock..."
He rings the doorbell.

[Kaleb]

Kaleb shrugs his shoulder. He thought that maybe it was a few good ideas the threw at Danny, but guess not. He stands outside the door and waits to see what happens next, hopefully the parents were not to dramatic about visitors visiting the girl, or just plain dropping by. He does a quick check of his body odor by lifting up his shirt and bringing it to his nose. Certain he didn't smell too bad he puts the shirt back down and waits.

[Karin]

--Another Night--

Karin and Ilya head through the back alleys of West Berlin. It was not quite obvious whether or not Karin knew where she was going, but it didn't really matter.

"Me? I'm Karin. I must have told you that. No? Well, that's me. Now who are you."

[Ilya]

Karin... Ilya thinks to himself as he studies the girl. She looked normal enough, but she had already proven herself to be... well, not the most stable fo companions. But Ilya was greatful of her assistance so far, and Mother Bear always looked favourably upon those who aided others.

"Me?" He asks, "My name, as you already know, is Ilya... well, that's not my real name, that's just the name I go by amongst humans. Bah, you would already know all about that, wouldn't you?"

He was rambling.

"Sorry," He says, "My name is Ilya, and I am a Gurahl... a werebear. You are Ratkin, I gather?"

What is this 'Big Shiny Place' she speaks of? He thinks to himself, more than a little confused.

[Karin]

"Yes, a Ratkin in gerenal, a Twitcher in particular."

Karin indeed did know all about the name business. She had stolen her name off a white-coat-piggy-face. Well, it wasn't like the white-coat would be needing it anymore.

Karin giggled. To Ilya it would probably look like she was giggling for no reason.

"A bear-thing? I thought you were all dead or asleep or... when the puppies went mad. Oh well. I guess not."

She paused, still walking.
"Where are we going?"

[Ilya]

What a strange young girl... Ilya thinks to himself. She is definitely in need of my help...

He continues walking, shaking his head a little.

"Dead?" He asks, "No, not quite. Almost, but not quite. Unfortunately, my kind do not reproduce as quickly or as often as others."

He had heard stories of the Garou's war against the other Fera. They were sad tales indeed.

At Karin's question of direction, he stops, looking down at her, a frown on his face.

"'Where are we going?' you ask?" He says, confused, "I was following you..."

[Karin]

"You were?" Karin looked a little surprised, and started to laugh. Apparently she found this amusing.

While she laughed, an idea started to form in her head. Ilya was a really big Bear. Really big bears could wreck things much more efficently than moderately small Ratkin. The eatery needed to be wrecked, and soon. It needed to be burned to the ground. It needed to...

"You were. Right." Karin stops laughing. "I know just where we're going too."

[Ilya]

Ilya frowns. It wasn't his fault that he got confused at times, he was a bear after all. Bears weren't meant to deal with stuff like clothes, and bathing, and talking to Ratkin. It all got a bit too much for him sometimes.

"Right," He says, once the girl had finished her little laughing jag, "So where are we going?"

[Karin]

"We're going to get us a bite to eat before anything. You must be hungry after sleeping for days and days and months," they take a turn and head up the street to a restaurant. "Aren't you?"

---CONTINUED HERE---

[Ilya]

Now that the Ratkin had mentioned it, Ilya could feel his stomach grumbling. He was hungry. And there was nothing better than some good ol' greasy human food to remedy such a situation.

"As a matter of fact," He says, nodding his head, "I am a little peckish."

With that, he follows the girl to wherever it was she had in mind.

[Tony Vasara]

Few minutes later few blocks away from O'Tolleys Vasara stops and looks around. "This looks like a good place to finish that fiend, and continue our mission in the Umbra. Name is Vasara, by the way." he says offering his hand to gurahl.

He takes Kaleb away from others and says to him "What do you know about those ratkin? She seems to be a bit... unstable..." he never thought himself to be one too "...can we trust those? Gurahl are honorable folk as far as I know, but that girl gives me creeps... she smells like trouble to me."