Departure. And a meeting.

"Say you'll call. Please Hunter...I need it so..." Sondra whimpered.

"I'll try," he answered, seeing her face crumple slightly at the lack of a promise. He touched her cheek and she nuzzled his hand like a puppy, her eyes wide and needy.

"Please..." she whispered. He gave her a smile and a comforting pat before stepping out of the washroom and walking towards the lobby doors. He'd only gone a few feet when someone fell in step beside him.

"Was she fun, that silly little human?" a sardonic female voice asked. Startled, Hunter turned to see a dark haired athletic woman beside him. His eyes widened in surprise, wondering how she had known about Sondra, before he even asked himself who she was.

And then he caught her scent, and he knew.

Not who she was but what she was.

She was like him.

She was Were.