Kaia's paws lightly pressed against the sewer ground, her fur blowing in the slight wind and ears flapping against the breeze. She didn't smile but inside was happy. It felt nice to be running again, but not from the infected.
She wished to join Risk's pack. She knew all about Katzbalger, and had some useful information as well as muscle, skill, brains and speed. She was a pretty good sheepdog, but had many bad sides. She slowed down as she neared the pack's base... could she do this? She swallowed. A rat scurried somewhere and she resisted the urge to hunt it... as her owners had taught her. "Risk?" She cried, scenting the familiar scent of wolf. Ones that could be trusted.