The thick smell of iron would dance through the air, the sun would set as the scent would hit the air. The temperature would drop steadily with the ever moving orb, as darkness would lay it’s claim too the land. The woman would continue too watch the news, giving a soft sigh she’d scratch the back of her head, still keeping the dark hood over too shadow her face. Her nose would twitch and she would turn too sniff at the air. Ah, she knew that scent. That scent that caused the beast inside her too rage, she however had not been weak and would not falter. She didn’t care for the hunger at this point, it was Riley’s own slight madness.  The woman would starve herself, for weeks at a time before finally breaking.

The subject of her outlet would always be met with an unfortunate fate.

Giving a soft sigh, she’d let her hands drop to her sides as she would begin to walk towards the scent. It meant one of two things::  Her operatives had succeeded and she had nothing to worry about; or she would have too put a creature out of it’s misery. She would turn a corner as she’d glance around, rubbing her chin slightly.[color=00a99d] “Where did I hide that....”[/color] she’d murmur softly as she would grab a small sack behind a trash can, grabbing at the inside of the bag as she’d pull out a lupus like mask. 

Clocks had been covered over the mask, on the forehead and on the cheeks of the dark mask. The woman would put on the mask and one of the eyes of the hound had been put a deep crimson as she would walk towards the scents. The Time Hound would be a wild animal free in it’s favorite terrain. Riley- the Time Hound would have various weapons hidden underneath her clothes. She’d turn a corner looking around. Oh yes, there he was. 

Her eyes would go over his shadowy form as he devoured the fallen ghoul. The sound had been music too her ears, the sickening sound of flesh being torn from bone, muscles dripping with blood being ripped from it’s ligaments. She’d turn around and tilt her head back slightly. [color=00a99d]“Finish your meal and then follow me.” [/color]she’d speak softly, before walking off. 

She’d make her way slowly too the club, she could sense something had been off, however she wouldn’t be able to place what. The thunderclouds had rolled in, it’s great boom of thunder announcing it arrival as rain would begin too pour louder. Great, even her beta would be a pain in the ass too keep up with. Crossing her arms as she would stay underneath the entrance of the club, shelter from the rain.