Lion was wounded and it was silver he cursed. He saw the truck he ran from roof to roof, till he catches up to it he jumped. His hood falling back revealing his dirty blond hair and the scar on his face. The human stopped the truck to see what the thump was, all the human saw was amber eyes looking back at him, wolf eyes he grabs his gun. Lion rolls off the truck, and lands on the other side of the truck. He knew the human would shoot him, but he was in no condition to fight. His shoulder was still bleeding and the silver kept constant pain running through him.