There is an old legend of a wolf who could travel through Time, from the ancient era of temples and pyramids to the far future of technology even yet to be discovered. No one has ever personally met this wolf, let alone even seen him. From the legends they called the wolf Dream Strider, since he could appear in dreams if he chose to. Though, once more, no one had come forward with this in truth. In other legends the wolf was called the Resonance of Time; as he would arrive at a certain era, he'd let loose one howl, and only one, allowing his song to carry on in the night.

The first time Jace Beleren saw the Wolf in Ravnica, he thought nothing of the midnight-coated, heterochromia-eyed (the right eye blue, the other golden) Wolf. The young telepath was in the central district of the city, close by to a water fountain near a well-known dining square. He had finished some business with the Azorius and figured he'd take a moment to soak in the city splendor. What he hadn't counted on was the unusual attraction on four paws that would not only draw his attention, but ensnare it completely.

He saw the Wolf racing madly through the city, pursued by Rakdos and by Liliana. It was...equine-height, which made him at first think it was a werewolf, but as the beast galloped by, he quickly noticed his pursuers and rose to his feet. Why would Liliana and Rakdos have such a massive amount of interest to such a creature? Rakdos, for their underground worships, it was not uncommon, but for Liliana, a necromancer and demon summoner to give chase as well...

Jace frowned and watched the Wolf make a hard turn for the right and into a narrowed street. He shook his head and hurried to his feet. He followed the hunting party to the street they had turned into and found his eyes on a peculiar sight: The Wolf had managed to climb onto the balcony of a residential apartment, the inhabitant inside having locked the door so that he could not get in. Below in the street, Jace noticed the Rakdos team pacing, thinking carefully of how to continue their hunt. Liliana was vaulting her way to the Wolf, and eventually the Rakdos team followed suit. He looked up at the Wolf.

The beast, whilst observing his pursuers, was majestic at best, much like the sphinxes. His dark coat gleamed blue and violet in the sunlight. A raven wing was outstretched to balance the loss of a left foreleg. Jace studied a faint mottling of discolored fur under the coat and deduced that the injury was, at best, an old one. He looked at the Wolf's face.

There was no grey to be seen on his handsome features. Both eyes looked upon his pursuers with a playful gleam yet bright and cautious at the same time. The pupils were slightly small, allowing the irises to have a brighter shine. The more Jace looked upon the Wolf, he had no realizing that, in turn, the Wolf had seen him.

Jace's mind reached to the beast, hoping to see how he came here. However, as his mind sight found, the Wolf's mind was...misty, and it felt as though it was reflected right back at him in a smoky mirror. He couldn't see the Wolf's mind, since it was too well protected, and even a slight prod produced a strange reverberating noise of...wineglasses?

Although Jace could not see what the Wolf was thinking, nor could he find the memory of how he came here, his ears could pick up a child-like melody of a cello, an Oriental flute and an acoustic instrument of sorts from the Wolf's mind. The music was as it was: playful.

Jace watched Liliana and Rakdos climb closer to the Wolf, and the beast leapt for another balcony with a strange feline grace. He continued climbing until he reached the top dome of the building, and even then Rakdos and Liliana were beginning to see their efforts futile. When the Wolf found them having paused in their climb, he settled to rest over the roof, watching them.

Liliana just groaned in annoyance. "This is not worth it," Jace heard her cry, and he watched her slowly climb down. The Rakdos found themselves agreeing with the buxom woman, and as their feet set on the main street, they dissipated. Liliana stayed where she was, foot tapping while she watched the Wolf.

"Lose your game?" Jace asked the necromancer and approached the woman. Liliana looked over and spotted the Telepath approaching. Since their last talk, things had been tense, but Jace was curious.

"I suppose you could say that," Liliana huffed in annoyance. Her eyes traced the Wolf on his high perch, and she shook her head. "He'd be a fine demon had he not refused me!"

"Demon?" Jace questioned. He hadn't seen the Wolf give off any demonic airs, so the remark of enslaving him certainly made him uneasy. "Doesn't look like one to me."

"That's what I thought too," Liliana agreed. "But he's got an air around him, especially that blue eye of his. I took a glimpse of him when I saw him earlier, and I happened to see my Fate."

"And?" Jace pressed.

"It was glorious," The woman beamed proudly. "I could see all my hunting paid off." Jace sighed; Liliana had been on the hunt for her demons she made contracts with for years now, but the idea of her hunting paying off? He asked, "What, does that eye see the future or something?"

"I guess you could say that," Liliana mulled. "At least, when I glanced upon it. The Rakdos men that were with me claimed to have seen their futures as well. Apparently whatever they saw didn't appeal to them very well, but they still went with me to hunt him down. As you can guess, for their Cult worship of an animal being able to see the future."

"I try not to meddle with the Underground," Jace muttered. He watched Liliana smirk and tease him, "Oh? Because you don't want to set yourself up, hmm?"

Jace looked at the woman. He decided he had enough, and stated plainly, "Good day to you." He watched her stalk off and averted his attention back to the Wolf. The beast seemed relieved that his pursuers had dispersed, and Jace watched the Wolf bow his head in thanks. An imaged flashed in his mind: his apartment at night. Jace was standing by the fireplace, and the Wolf, in human form, was with him, talking to him, but no words could be made out.

Jace blinked a bit, but then a soft voice entered his mind: Meet me there. Jace watched the Wolf stand and leap over the domes towards Jace's residential district. Jace nodded slowly. He turned and made his way back to his apartment. Luckily he was done for the day, and there were no other tasks to be completed at the moment.