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"Like Hell I will," She took up position in front, gun at the ready. "Form a circle, back to back. We can defend better that way!"

"Lady i dont care what kinda person you think you are, i will not let this wolf die by the hands of a human, only the paws of another of his kind, i said get back now get back...."

"With the shots she's fired off the cops might be calling. Unless your neighborhood don't report those sorts of things," Russell commented. "Her idea is however, very sound. Back to back leaves none of vulnerable and enables us to watch every direction."

"She'll have to of course, be in this circle. If she's alone the mutilator will go for her."

Sounds Like a plan.

He growls "Lets do this then, and Fang, you better be ready to take the life of another cop if they come, none of them can live if they see us"

I don't want any deaths from those who are innocent, but if I must, I'll be ready.

Finally, a little recognition, though being called "human" sounded strange to her she had been bitten so many years ago, but all she had to show for it was grey hair and gold eyes. She was still human...wasnt she? The men of this group didn't know, they had no idea of her past. She was the reason she had been shunned, always trying to take charge. It didnt mesh well that a Human would want to lead. She took her place in the circle, facing out, gun at the ready.
She thought to herself, about telling them, trying to explain what she'd been through. Perhaps as a last will? Surely the Mutilator would go after her again, she was the smallest, weakest and overall most tasty looking...sure whatever.
"I'm not new to this Alex, was it? Once I was in that new guy's position, once I was bitten," she forced a laugh. "Might get bit again tonight, stay close, he'll come for me."

"I wouldn't say so," Russell said. "I think the 'new guy' looks like a better target than something with a gun. But I ain't a psychotic serial killer of a lycanthrope. But I do know that one has a better chance of closing for a kill without being shot at..." His eyes searched the room for any sign of the mutilator's coming, his ears twitching and listening carefully.

"Not to mention the fact that I smell of blood," Russell added after a moment.

((They're inside? Ok then...))
There was no time for introductions, so Rig forwent giveing her name to the new guy. She was a bit too busy trying to get into the head of the Mutilator. In her mind this guy wasn't afraid of guns, and he wasnt afraid of full grown werewolves; he was crazy after all. What if he wasnt attackin indescriminatly? He was sticking close to this area, why?
"Hey, Alex, you ever cross anyone? Piss off another Pack maybe even a hotshot?I'm reaching for straws here trying to figure out why he's in your area and killed your pack. Pardon the pun, but throw me a bone here."

((Hey guys, I'm new at this RPing thing So if i ever step over my bounds or anything do tell me Ok. Thanks. ))

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