[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=ForestGreen][center]Ayita Dyrkin[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=ForestGreen]Location[/color][/b] Hanson Power Plant
{"I am no man."}[/center]
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Ayita's ears flicked as she gave a snarl at the elder Stark. This... was little league? Her bones cracked and snapped as she stepped from the scene to stare out across the distance. Her skin stretched and fur fell to the Earth, as Ayita stood to her full height. Her amber eyes burning as she growled deeply at Tony's comment, even her human voice producing the wolven sound without fail. Her teeth bared as she tensed not trusting the woods about them and especially not trusting a pissed off Wolverine. The man was aptly given that moniker.
 [color=ForestGreen] "We were here to hunt." [/color]  Her eyes locked onto the Iron-man again, her voice sharp if quiet. [color=ForestGreen]"We failed this hunt,  we live to hunt again."[/color]

Turning on her heel she took Oshea's other arm. Wrapping it about her shoulders as she aided his spare side without a word. Her jaw set in a hard line, Ayita cursed herself and the entire situation. If she had known better forms. If she had been faster on the offensive. If, if, if. She sighed softly. Too many ifs. Too many things to focus on. Her mind whirled with possible forms, as she limped onward. For all the failure... In her book, this was a minor set back to anything being done. They lived, they had lost the hunt. The prey had escaped. But they had lived to learn and hunt again. That alone was a huge benefit as Ayita saw it.