The spirits of the dead were not the only ones on the streets tonight, Valdis stopped short at the sensation of the unfamiliar living soul that entered her awareness. Sorrow, desire, confusion, the concerns of one seeking the dead to answer a question. Those feelings were all around, so it was the sudden shift from passive emotions to the sharper sense of wariness that caught her attention. Her lips curled back as she drew the scent over her tongue, picking out each part that made this newcomer who he was.

Valdis lifted her snout and howled again, the deep sound moving across the planes in an eerie and chilling manner. It started on the life plane, but soon fell into silence as it rose on the plane of souls, sending a sharp chill through any who might hear, a sense of dread. Satisfied that her call had set the stage, she dropped her head and rounded the corner, her massive form moving through the ghosts without a care, her red eyes fixed on the only other living being currently on the streets.