[@Zelosse]
As Juniper was contemplating all of the targets around her and possibly assessing threats, she received a massive punch right on the snout, making her take a step back in surprise. She clawed forward as a basic reflex of self defense, but hit nothing more than air. Looking back up in front of her she saw him: a menacing cloaked figure. His smell was not like the others. He was not a hunter. He was a [i]predator[/i].

The rage was fueled by hunger, but also by something more. She had met this prey before, though her thoughts were in shamble right now and wolf Juniper cared little for the reason why she'd tore him open first. She simply lunged forward with a menacing growl thinking he'd be as easy to open up as the previous vampire - she was wrong. Just as her claws were about to reach the frail body, she felt a massive object hitting the side of her skull. her jaws snapped at the air right beside the man's head as she was led off-target and into the nearby wall. 

She shook her head to get back into it and slowly raised her stare back up at him, showing her fangs and snarling even more than before. Digging her feet solidly in the ground, she raised herself to the maximum of her new height to be as menacing as possible then let out a powerful growl at her target just as he shouted back at her in a similar fashion. 

Her upper lips fell back unveiling the full series of razor sharp  fangs she had, snapping at him. His Blades mirrored her now fully extended claws. His show of strength and his lack of fear made the Lycan hesitate for a mere moment, but she lunged back at him all the same. 

With no self regards for safety she got in close trying to lend multiple slash of her powerful claws, but the man evaded with relative ease. It angered her all the more, causing her to be push the attack to the point where she made mistakes. One such mistake caused her to almost impale herself on of the wrist blade of the man and let out a high pitch pain noise while stepping back. She blade had made it's way deep into her side. 

Now on the defensive, her blood hunger calmed down enough for her to take a look around and realize in what a dangerous situation she was in. The hunters were busy with the vampires, but if more than one turned to face her first she couldn't handle them by herself. The vampires themselves were not allies either. The only solution to this was flight. Feelings like pride had all but left her in this state and were not troubling her in the slightest. She was lucky in the fact that Davos' might not realize, in his focused state, that she was envisaging fleeing. He probably expected another attack, and she was gonna give it to him. 

The Lycan feinted another aggressive leap, but used her heightened reflexes to quickly evade any attacks and jump around him, bouncing off the wall in a great leap towards the staircase. There she turned around to stare at him one last time. In that final gaze there was more intelligence than a beast. There was hate, anger and a strong desire for vengeance. On all fours, she made her way up the stairs and exited the vampire's den in a matter of seconds. 



[h2]A few hours laters[/h2] 
[h3]Evening in Rothenburgh[/h3]


[@LordLinguinie]
After her escape, Juniper ran through the nearby woods for a long time. She was not exactly aware of where she was going, but her instinct were bringing her back to the only place she felt was home: Rothenburgh. 

She stopped between two trees as the walls came into sight, sniffing the evening's air. She ran up to the wall and easily enough climbed it up and, from there, jumped on a roof inside the city. Unaware of it herself, she was making her way to the old hideout where she had been welcomed by other beggars. To both Juniper and her inner wolf it was perceived as [i]home [/i]and [i]safe[/i]. There were still people on the streets, but she managed to remain unseen by remaining on the roofs for as long as possible. 

Since the sun was setting, people were quick to empty the streets. Juniper judged it safe to make her way down into an alley since she was closer to her destination. Just as it came into sight, however, a noise caught her attention. Making her way down on the ground had caught the attention of a group of about six men who were making their way towards her right now: armed. Were they keeping watch on the place where a previous werewolf attack had occurred?

Everything after that happened in an instant. She gave up a as much as a fight as she could, but exhaustion and her wound sapped at her strength. While she managed to rip through the first guard she leaped on, tearing him to shreds, and severely wounding the second man who attacked her, she eventually was outnumbered. One spear piercing her tight brought her low and another man threw a net around her. They seemed to be well equipped to deal with such a threat while not being hunters. 

Exhausted and beaten, Juniper turned back from a large whimpering beast to the form of a little crying girl. Her agony did not last long before she blacked out, however. One of the man threw a large blanket over her possibly to hide her from any prying eyes and prepared her for transportation.