It was night, a good time for hunting for Alister anyway. Still he didn't leave his terrain he wondered what his mate would think of him going on a hunt at night, he really didn't mind he was part of the nightmare pack before he left. It was an old habit he learned while in the nightmare pack, was to hunt at night not in the daylight where you could be spotted fairly easily. He heard sounds and these weren't wolves he knew the sound of wolves way to well, he heard voices humans they were in there territory. He used his ability and the humans ran screaming back to there concrete forest.