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There was no reason for Karma to be sniffing around the shadows in the Archimedes Ward. There was no reason it should be out in the first place but once again, minimum rage, the smaller than usual creature was surprisingly good at stealth. Sneaking past the crowds that interested him, wanting to chase, bite, tear.
Nose to the ground. Nose to the air. Karma continued on following a single scent that instinct grew fond of. Chewing at the door that led him here. Gnawing on the small door knob, pushing until the fake wood bent in and splintered, breaking in until the door fell through. The hound made a strangled, irritated noise at the door stuck to his wrist, yanking it free as steam filled the interior, no longer dissipating in the outside atmosphere. Here, it remained contained and within seconds...
It was humid.
Stealth ended here, Karma howled (though it was more of a screech than anything) and slammed into the nearest door that contained the most concentration of Kayn’s scent.