Michael opened the back door to the garden and lead Adaria to the get, his mind was a mess of various questions such as [i]were those things werewolves? Is she someone important? What will happen now[/i] his train of though was interrupted as he heard the two creatures running after him, they were so much faster. His blood started pumping and the mysterious feeling flowed through him again, not sure what it was he carried on going but repetitively looking behind him, they were getting closer.

"Soon I think... You should explain what is happening" he painted out, diving in and out of alleyways to try and lose the two hunters. Though it didn't seem to work as they were still gaining on them.

His train of thought suddenly stopped as he felt a stinging pain across his back, turning  see what happened he realised that the larger, darker wolf had attempted to grab him but ended up scratching him, the slimmer wolf had disappeared from sight. 
"We've lost the o the  one... or he is somewhere else" he felt the breath of the creature on his neck, turning to see that he was instances away Michael stopped and attempted to kick it back a bit with a surprising mount of force.
Kartook hurried through the air for a second or two and grunted as he regained his composure, soon returning the chase.