It felt as if Raen's nose was on fire. In a split second, she went from just hunting, to stalking. The stench stunk, overpowering all the rest of her senses. With swift movement, she was off. Besides, there were no people in sight, anyway. It would be much more... interesting, to see what this other smell was. Wrinkling said nose, she shot off in the direction the trail led off to. Who knew weres still lived in times like these? Vampire, of course, were never leaving this world. But the over sized mongrels were said to have been extinct. Last time she checked, anyway. Pulling back her long black tresses, she stopped at a tree.

The smell was recent, which could only mean one thing. The beast was still in the forest. Not knowing she was trespassing on La Push boundaries, she sped off again, watching as the trees, and the ground simply disappear before her eyes. Raen simply loved the danger. If she was in trouble, it would only stimulate her senses so much, that it felt like an adrenaline rush. Shaking her head, a dim smile on her face, her orbs squinted. She was close, Raen could feel it. With a long, deliberate sigh, she could feel that it would begin rain soon. That would wash most of the trail away.

That would make her mad, if it did. She picked up the pace, her legs running faster than her brain could register. And then she was face the face with the beast ... herself? Shaking her head, she must have been mistaken. Hiding herself behind a tree, Raen knew she would be able to sense her. If the legends were true, she stunk as much as the opposing party. That would make her day, really. Besides, the trip from Alaska was a boring one. And she was almost to her destination of Forks, but, this little detail would be... more than amusing to her. Prodding the tree, she waited for the other to detect her presence.

It wouldn't take long, she knew. But the anticipation was more than she could possibly bare. Would she try to attack Raen? Well, that wouldn't be much fun at all! If anyone was going to make the first move, Raen knew she wanted to be that person. Stepping out from behind the clearing, to the wolf who, obviously was confused herself... she smiled. "Hey, little beastie. What are your kind still doing around?" She was interested, really. Maybe the thing could talk. Raen hadn't ever met a Werewolf, so, she didn't know much about them.

Snorting, raen took a slow step back. But then thinking, well damn. She was human now. No longer the giant mutt she'd seen seconds earlier. It didn't take Raen long to notice this, though, and a small smile steadied across her face. Flashing those deadly pearly whites. "I followed your scent, of course." And then she must have realized she was in the wrong territory, at the wrong time. She'd been lucky to only run into one of these mutated mongrels. Now, she stunk even worse. Wrinkling her nose, she swatted fresh air towards herself. What else was there to say? Well, if this thing was aware of vampires, maybe it would be aware of the Cullen's.

Well, it wouldn't hurt to ask, right? "Do you know where the Cullen's live? I lost their scent back by the Makah range." Meaning, they didn't hunt far. But what brought her to this forest, was the wolves scent. Nodding her head, she figured she'd have to use her ... compulsion, on the thing. If she didn't give up vital information, that is. Glowering red eyes dug into the others. She would tell her, even if it cost her her like. Raen liked that idea the best. She hadn't fed, and well... even though this things blood wouldn't taste so yummy, she'd kill her anyway.

But the nomadic vampire was feeling... nice today. Or as nice as the woman ever felt, while in the company of a werewolf. She hadn't quite let down her guard, and wouldn't do so, until the wolf girl was gone. But now, she was taken a back by THAT thought, too. And she HAAAD to ask. "You're a girl, right? I thought the wolf gene only passed on to the males." It didn't make sense to her that she was one of the children of the moon. As far as she knew, those types couldn't phase back into a human. When bitten by one of those...

Raen shuddered. And realized, she had to stop breathing. NOW. Her scent was starting to get to her, worse with every passing moment. It burned through her nostrils, and made her crouch down defensively, without her limbs telling her that were doing so. Snarling, she backed up towards the tree. Sure, she wasn't a newborn. And she had more control than most... but the scent. It was pulsing through her. Raen's being ached to attack. But she forced herself to cease. If she wanted a shot with the Cullen's she'd have to control her impulses.

And word through the grapevine stated they had a truce with these.. things. These dogs. So, this would be perfect practice for her. Taking a long, deep, sigh, she backed up again. Farther this time. Waiting for the girl to answer her questions, before she tossed another barrel full on her.