Eli ran through the woods for a while. Away from the order's fortress. He didn't know where James lived and could only hope he was found soon. The entire order knew he was a traitor to them. And other packs of werewolves would want him dead. He was hunted by both sides now... He kept moving. Trying to get home so he could grab his few belongings and go back out in the streets. When he got there the home was empty. Save for a few items of sentimental value. The order already took almost everything he had... He took the items. And a few hidden weapons. A knife, A hatchet, And a bow. He took a quiver as well. He didn't have many arrows. But he could make more... He's survived alone in the woods before. He could do it again... Hopefully James could still find him. He couldn't stay in the city. The order would find him. He leaves his home... It was no longer his home now... He heads to the forest. It took a while to get there but he managed. He wandered the woods. Hinting deer and using their bones to make more arrows. After about a day. Eli slept. He as however... Woken up by footsteps... He jumps up. His bow at the ready... What he saw made his heart sink. A different pack of seemingly feral werewolves had found him... He didn't do a thing. Showed no fear. Yet they attacked anyways... Eli let loose an arrow, and it hit one of them in the eye. He dodges the swipes and bites from other wolves as he takes his knife out. The first chance he got he stabbed one of them in the throat repeatedly. He lay on the ground, Bleeding out... There were still five other wolves... He starts to get tired as he dodges and slashes. Soon switching to his hatchet. Keeping his knife in his left hand so he can use both. The fight goes on for what felt like ages... Until he, A scratched and injure Eli. Stares at the Alpha. The last wolf standing. Eli didn't get bit, But he did get scratched. Although he was not infected yet... Thankfully... The wolf charged. And before Eli could move the wolf stuck it's claws in his stomach. And lifts him up. Causing Eli to scream out in pain. The wolf lunged for his throat with it's teeth. But Eli blocked. Although... He screamed again when the wolf's teeth sunk into Eli's arm... He was in a LOT of pain... But he'd survive... Even if someday he'd turn... Eli didn't care about that right now though. He held tightly onto his knife. Stabbing the wolf's eye. Stabbing multiple times until he was dropped. Despite the pain he dodged the wolf's next slice. And got behind him. Cutting leg open and making him fall. He jumped onto the wolf's back and started to stab it's throat. When it fell over dead. Eli fell too... He struggled to get up with the pain of his wounds. He killed an entire pack by himself. Something virtually unheard of among hunters.... But he felt something deep within him drive him on to do it. He felt how deep the wolf sunk it's claws into his stomach. A bandage would not stop him from bleeding out... His face dropped as he figured out what he had to do.... This would suck... A lot... He makes a fire with what energy he had left. And he took the knife. Cleaning it very well before he put it over the fire... Soon the blade was red hot, and he took it... He screamed out in agony as he stabbed his own stomach. Inserting the knife where the wolf stabbed him with its claws. Cauterizing the surface would not be enough. but this would... He repeated this multiple times until all of the places where he was stabbed were cauterized. Eli collapsed from the pain... Literally passing out... He could only hope he was found. If he wasn't a demon, He wouldn't be able to do this and live.. But he was a demon. And he was soon to be a wolf too... He hopes he wasn't found by another pack out to kill him... And he hopes the order did not find him either.