Post by cat on Jan 29, 2014 22:51:42 GMT
Anna crept through the city, her eyes jumping from alley to street. She'd finally managed to get rid of her appalling collar. Her fur was bloodstained, something she'd have to remedy later, but it looked alright. The man’s scream rang fresh in her mind. Killing was something Anna had been doing for 2 years, and it had gotten easier, once you knew which strings to pull. Anna's head turned at the sound of hollering and her lips curled in disgust. It was one of those gangs, she was sure of it. She would have loved to dispatch of them, but she knew she stood no chance against five or more dogs, who were muscular as well. Pity she wasn’t stronger. That would change with time. She breathed in the night air deeply, and a smile twitched across her face. Fumes, and the fainter scents of blood and sweat. It felt good not to breathe the recycled air of the dungeon. Life was looking up again.
She flattened herself against the wall as one of the groups passed, two of them speaking loudly. Her limbs twitched, prepared to attack if necessary, but her slim form went unnoticed in the shadows. Her side scraped against the rough wood, and she hoped splinters wouldn’t pierce her skin. Just as well, she had a meeting to worry about. Anna continued through the streets, all sense alert. A shiver ran down her spine as the breeze cut through the spaces between her fur. Despite the criminal activity, there were a few brave souls who tried to keep the peace. Yeah---very brave indeed. So far her luck had been holding and Anna planned to keep it that way. Her legs were still sore from running so far for so long. The damn bite on her leg hadn’t helped with that. She bent down to inspect it, letting her lungs fill up with oxygen again. She shouldn’t linger too long. The gang might come back.
She flattened herself against the wall as one of the groups passed, two of them speaking loudly. Her limbs twitched, prepared to attack if necessary, but her slim form went unnoticed in the shadows. Her side scraped against the rough wood, and she hoped splinters wouldn’t pierce her skin. Just as well, she had a meeting to worry about. Anna continued through the streets, all sense alert. A shiver ran down her spine as the breeze cut through the spaces between her fur. Despite the criminal activity, there were a few brave souls who tried to keep the peace. Yeah---very brave indeed. So far her luck had been holding and Anna planned to keep it that way. Her legs were still sore from running so far for so long. The damn bite on her leg hadn’t helped with that. She bent down to inspect it, letting her lungs fill up with oxygen again. She shouldn’t linger too long. The gang might come back.