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DING!... DING!... DING!...

Gavril still watched the monitors when the alarm had gone off to start the hunt, as predicted the humans were panicky at least the ones who were not hunters, the irony was that the Siren was rather playing her part pretty well besides for being over dramatic. Even just watching the performance told Gavril that much, and besides he had been alive for over 4000 years even on a video feed he could tell a Siren apart from a human. Sirens very much like other supernatural creatures had an interesting way of acting human, to a demon these forms of acting is an indication that the person in question is not a person at all, and then every creatures had their own type of acting that indicates that much. It was a rather useless ability in some cases, in fact he would not call it much of an ability, just being smart enough to notice that someone is not as human as they would like other creatures to think. Whatever the case would be Gavril did not have time to dawdle, he did not wish for the other hunting creatures to reach his target first and possibly kill him. But the question that came to mind was how he could draw this man away from the group so he could abduct him, it would not be an easy extraction, even weaponless hunters were extremely resourceful and dangerous in their own rights. Gavril was not so stupid that he would walk into a group of hunters with no plan, unlike these other creatures... he could already hear the howling now, he could feel that blood lust in the air, which told him that they were not making plans but intended to attack head on. Perhaps he could use that to an advantage... if he could get one of the other creatures to attack the group on his command then the confusion would easily distract his target and he could swoop in and put him under his icy gaze and force him to come with him. But he would have to use a lycan it seemed, he could not approach the Siren without drawing suspicion, and Lycans were not known for their helpfulness.

Gavril had no choice, he could hear the howl outside and knew the nearest lycan was on the hunt turning from the console of screens he dashed out the door at a good speed he had to get ahead of the lycan if he wanted to talk to it. Gavril was quick to run in the direction he heard the howl, Lycans were fast but he was also gifted with great speed which he would work to his advantage. Increasing his speed the trees zipped by fast as he weaved left and right avoiding them with relative ease slowly he let his ears and nose do the searching, Lycans were smelly creatures that was for sure, what they lacked in sound they made up for in smell if you had good enough senses to smell it. Gavril had meant more lycans then he cared to remember the smell was burned into his very being by now. Gavril came to a sudden stop as he feet skidded on the dirt ground leave a small trail of dust in its wake, smelling the current area he got feint spikes of must and odor, quickly changing direction he ran off in another direction, this lycan was wildly moving through the woods. Upping his speed again Gavril kept the pace for a couple moments keeping his eyes open for any sign of movement, moments later he caught sight of something moving up ahead at a great pace, that had to be the Lycan or something of similar nature. Gavril kept his speed twisting around the creature he got ahead of it on the right, it no doubt would know he was there but that made no difference, turning he made a direct line into its path and stopped hard right in front of the lycan, putting his hand up he spoke.

"Stop lycan I want to talk!"

Either the lycan would try to attack him or run through him, or if it was in a good mood it would stop for him, he just wanted it to stop but if experience told him anything he would have to force it to submit. That in itself was complicated given he was not allowed to attack other creatures during the hunt, but he was never one for rules anyways.