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were the top of the food chain and as such, more than capable of taking care of themselves and their children.  He cut off the thoughts, he was too close to the female, and she'd once again pick up on them, or at least his pain.  Come to think of it how the hell was she doing that?  He didn't like the idea of her being able to get in his head any time she felt like it.  His body, yes, not a problem - but not his head.
     
    He lithely got to his feet and then turned, heading into the woods.  His bike was calling him, a run on the open road would help clear the cobwebs of the past from his mind.  It was too dangerous these days to appreciate a good run in cat form, so his bikes had become the next best thing.  They allowed him freedom and speed, secure in the knowledge that he wouldn't be bringing attention to his kind by running - or endangering anyone by them stumbling across a pissed off, grieving Jaguar. 

Chapter Four
     
     
    Jaden, lifted his face to the last of the afternoon sun, his bike throbbing between his legs.  Engine rumbling on the chrome and black Harley Forty-Eight.  Not quite as loved as his other bikes but he was enjoying the power and freedom his impulse purchase had afforded him.  The land and trees zooming past him as he once again moved through the countryside, leaving behind the claustrophobic feel of the city.  He was still perplexed that the he hadn’t recognised the area, I mean yes nearly 200-years had passed, but surely not enough time for him to forget his roots?  He'd left his little town a frightened 15-year-old as a stowaway after spending months searching for news of what had become of his family, his brother.  He'd been cold, hungry and scared with not a penny to his name or anything but the clothes on his back.  He'd had to grow up quick and learn to take care of himself, luckily his shifting had come early.  It had given him a measure of comfort that he could at least protect himself in a world he now found himself alone in and it had also meant he could cover more ground. He'd wanted away from the area of his loss, a fresh start somewhere far away. Unfortunately he'd also learned that clothes didn't make the shift with him.  He'd become adept at carrying a few belongings on him, usually in his mouth as he ran.  He let thoughts of his past go, it was no good dwelling on it.  He was still searching for the ones who'd took his family from him.  Following leads of other murders that matched his own families, but he'd never found anything concrete.  Allowing the motion of the bike to sooth him, he looked around as he moved past the outskirts of the small town.  Amazed by the changes since he'd been here last, it was now more of a community.  There had only been a few houses here when he was young, interspersed across the countryside, they'd lived off the land and ran in the woods and fields.  The large forest had been his playground and a small community hall had been the meeting place for the locals to come together.
    He wanted another look around to familiarise himself with the layout before his meeting.  He'd waited until it was heading towards dusk before setting off, as he'd had to meet someone in the bigger town earlier.  Now he had the few possessions he carried with him tied to the back of the bike, and a set of house keys.  It was moving day, and he preferred to move in after the light had begun to fade, thus drawing less attention to himself.  He'd managed to rent the property next door to his female, stubborn woman still wasn't giving up her name, but he had other ways.  The old woman who'd spoken to him on the phone worked for the letting agents who owned the house he was renting.  They also owned the one attached to it next door, the one belonging to a certain Maya Rawlings.  He liked her name, it suited her as it was a very feline name, it rolled off the tongue and the R in her surname had a purring quality to it when spoken. 
    Jaden thought about