Wolf strolled down the street breathing heavily. Anger balled up in his chest, he had just returned from a customer who went far too far and he had a lecture in half an hour that he just wasn't willing to go to. After slipping a pair of sunglasses on to hide his furious red eye's he ran aimlessly into the outskirts of town. He was so unbelievably pissed, the air around him was stiff and he gave off murderous vibe, all the passer-by's avoided him as he streaked through the streets with his un-natural speed. He was so focused on getting away that he didn't notice people in front of him and successfully threw at least ten people off there feet.

He ran and ran until it was too much and he collapsed to the floor and punched the wall to some bakery angrily, his fist left a dent in the side and he had barley a scratch on it. He leaned his head into the dent and concentrated on his fast paced breathing...