[@MrZerkon][@BlackPanther]

[color=00a99d][b]Jean Belair[/b][/color]

Jean walked down the hill following the tracks. He was not sure till howfar he could track them. It had been a while since he had traced a vampire and his skills had been dulled over the years of being unused. Besides, a vampire was far faster than he was, but maybe Vlad could get a hold of the vamp. He came to an area with a lot of Obvious tracks, a struggle had happened here. He saw splatters of blood and panicked.

He calmed himself by saying that it could have been Alexander's...No Calis blood. A theori wich only got intensified by the finding of Sasha's prized knife. The silver forged blessed Kukri knife. She had probably dropped in the struggle, but the main question was... where was she now? [color=00a99d]''Sasha! awnser me''[/color] He shouted, the only awnser he got was the kawing of a crow

Tucking the knife between his belt and his pants and wanted to start tracking again when all of the sudden he felt an arm grabbing him, hoising him in the air.
He heard Vladimir saying he was way to slow and he got lifted on his shoulder.
[color=00a99d]''Dammit Vlad, that man got her. We were foolish to let her alone''[/color] Jean cursed, waiting for the hybrid to stop running.