The scent was strong. A putrid stench reeking of poison and ill tidings. And it was only getting closer. Rage increased the output of his frost aura, chilling the air around him to freezing temperatures. It would not stop the airborne toxin but perhaps slow it down enough for him to escape the area. The White Tiger was about to do just that when he caught another scent. Human? no this one was hybrid, a female hybrid. His eyes scanned the street in the direction of her scent and sure enough there was a young girl emerging from the shadows. Had she been stalking him? he wondered. Rage dismissed the notion entirely. None of the hybrids who knew him would brave such an endeavor and the younger ones simply found him too intimidating. She was here by accident. The girl was also feline though her mutation was not nearly as extreme as his own. They were a city block apart when she started climbing the buildings only to fall from the second story. "Shit" he cursed. It must be the toxins in the air. He couldn't tell if she was dead already or just unconscious.

With all of the speed and agility of a White Tiger, Rage covered the one block distance just in time to catch the girl in a dive and land into a roll. [i]Saving damsels in distress.. playing the hero doesn't suit you.[/i] He told himself though he was slightly relieved that she was still alive. Unconscious then, it was knock out gas. Rage bared his fangs and snarled. That look would have frozen a human enemy in fear but alas, such an enemy as poison gas could not feel fear. The freezing air around them held it at bay for the most part but it would not last and Rage realized that the girl would likely catch frostbite and die if he kept it up. With great reluctance and more than a few curses he released his hold on the temperature and let the gas consume him.