Xander
Pretty much army crawling through the woods, Xander was about to make his last turn towards his cave when all of a sudden he felt a shift in energies. He felt a sharp pain stab through his shoulder and he let out a snarl as he his hand flew to his shoulder to cover whatever had damaged him. He then felt a sharp pang on the back of his head and he knocked out onto the ground. His eyes searched for blood on his body, but there was none; he felt slow, as if his thoughts were swimming through molasses. A flash of Lena pushed through his mind, instinctively, he shifted into his Wolf as he staggered upright into a sitting position. A rush of adrenaline hit him as he focused closer to Lena's energies... Something was with her... Something was FOLLOWING her.... and that something wasn't good.
Using the adrenaline rush he felt, he began sprinting towards her as fast as his legs could carry him. His long legs helped him travel with ease over the thick-rooted ground. The only thing that could be worse were the Centaurs coming back.
Xander let out a howl, trying to locate her exact position, knowing she would try to make some contact with him.
I'm comin', Lena. Xander thought to himself as he picked up speed, as he began to pick up a faint scent of her. Nose to the ground, he continued his search.