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 *Ives was enjoying himself quite a bit. Looking to catch his prey before someone else could get to it was a very fun game, and he had all sorts of lovely ideas about what to do when he found it . . .

*The best method of hunting was always to make the prey come to you, in Ives' opinion. When it came to prey like this, that meant bait--and the best bait for a petty monster like this one was poor, sad, pathetic Colqhoun.*

Is there anyone out here? I'm lost . . .

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[clawsandhijabs]

Parvina shifted to dragon and took to the air. She was usually a solitary hunter, but there was something about the chase she knew Ives was going to give her sent a thrill down her spine.

The man had been trying to hide. The FBI and state police were onto him, but no one would be able to find him in the woods. At least that was his logic. As he ran through the woods, he ran into a pathetic looking old man. He frowned a bit. "Lost?" he asked.