Kyle put his jacket back on, "Em if we head north and find the river I know of there should be a boat there to carry one person across werewolves can't follow we don't float werewolves sink" he sighs in frustration. [i]which means I can't be truly free[/i] Kyle soon layed down, and fell asleep he had to be ready whenever he could.

Fire surrounded Kyle, the smoke was choking him. He tried to calm himself, but it didn't seem to help. The fire was getting closer at an alarming rate no matter how much distance he put between him and the fire. It was just always there, surrounding him from all sides. Smoke was choking him, while the ash was making his eyes water he couldn't see.