Katie would see the shifter come out of the cage, carrying a beaten and bloodie wolf with him. She’d never seen such a gorey sight, even as a huntress. She’d turn to the restrained man and did her best to get an idea of the situation. “I see, so this bastard hurt that wolf there and is trying to stop you from rescuing her, is that right?” She’d say as she draw her blade. The wild ferocity of Hunter didn’t give her any good vibes.