"Cool. That's fuckin' cool. I have no idea why Mackenzie honestly," Kenzie replies, stumbling a little as the ground grows rougher. Normally she feels much more in control. Normally someone trying to lead her around like this would get a snap or a snarl instead of this chill acquiescence. The werewolf feels drained from her fight though and for now hasn't recovered enough of her pep to get her dander up yet.

"I'm on board with that one. My other friend Stacia was running around but I'm not sure where she went," Kenzie says and glances back over her shoulder.

"Hope she's okay. Fuck."