"Yeah, I think." He rubbed his nose. "There was the guy, I think, from the bar all bloody and stuff. Smells like he got all cleaned up but yeah, here's there. There were also two other smells: another guy's and a girl's?" For a moment he had to think over what he scented. From the shock of scenting out their natural enemy, he was worried he might have forgotten something. "And I think the other werewolf was there, or at least used to be." Kalib added in a hushed voice. "What do you think it means?" With his question came a sense of calming down. Surely Carlson would have some idea of what to do.