Wolfy_Mandalorian
The day began with a dim light as the sun could barely go through the dark clouds. That night was filled with showers that had no mercy on anyone without a home. The sun tried its best to greet the small town and forest beneath it, but not a singular ray could begin to caress the ground until the clouds could dissipate. At least anyone who looked up at the sky could see a rather beautiful, bittersweet beginning to the day. Where the clouds weren't their strongest, a bright pink hue would shine through while the other clouds would be hues of purple and blue. And the sounds of water dripping off trees, street lamps, and gutters made their symphony along with the crickets and tweets of birds.
While the morning birds that walked on two feet had already began their day with their strong coffee and jackets, the rest of the towns' lights weren't on at this time. If you weren't a first shifter person, a kid getting ready for school, or a parent regretting having kids due to the early alarms; you had the gracious gift of a slumber. As the clouds still made their mark in the sky and the sun continued to rise, the fog starts moving throughout the forest area. Unless you were a naïve hunter, some reckless teenagers, or a hiker, these forests are fairly untouched by humans. Not having the funds to make any resort or camp in the spacious but lively grounds, most of the animals in it are capable of being at peace from humans. That is, except this morning.
"Get her Dawn!" a man yells as his German Shephard bolts from his human. The dog barks furiously through it's throat that holds a collar with the bold words "POLICE K-9". Men with shotguns that carry their golden badges follow behind the dog, all of them huffing through their heavy bulletproof vests and belts full of supplies. The German Shephard is the only one to keep the scent of the creature it's catching. It doesn't have to depend on light to caress the forest floor, all it needs is the smell of a monster and the thunderous sounds it makes while running.
Fesle is able to keep a steady pace despite this on and off chase, she can't remember when it even started, only knowing it happened in the pitch black of night; then a flashlight was shinned in her face. Vapor huffs out of her muzzle like a urgent train as she practically flies through the leaves underneath her. Concentrating on the noises around her, she can hear that a dog is now on their side. Dammit, I almost lost them too. A quick growl forces it was through her teeth as she also hears the sound of something new. Waves. Have they really took me to the edge of the mountains?
After a few seconds of focusing on the sounds of rushing water, she takes a sharp left to go towards it. Maybe, just maybe, she can jump into the water and get the dog off her scent, also get the cops from finding her. A few minutes is all she needs to make it to her destination, which then she forces herself to come into such a blunt halt that bits of ground fall off the cliff beneath her. This cliff isn't really too high, maybe three stories, in some situations she's had to jump down far worse. However, what makes this a bit risky is that because of the rain and the time of day, the tide is not only crashing onto the rocks, but the water seems higher than usual. Some specs of water almost hit the ledge she's at, she'd get better control in the water if she was in her human form. So, she turns back, and finally notices that her legs wobble from the ongoing run and lack of food.
"Stay right there!" A voice behind her commands a few moments after her transforming. I shouldn't have hesitated to jump, she scolds herself before slowly raising her hands and turning towards the policeman. There were five of them now, one of them holding the growling dog by the collar. Despite it sounding vicious, she also had her tail between her legs, Fesle had to refuse the temptation to growl back at her. The man the spoke first lowered his barrel at her, seeing her at some random young woman. A young woman in a thick denim jacket, a hoodie underneath, and blue jeans that looked a size too big for her. He wondered why she was gasping for air.
"Why are you out here this early?" he questions with weariness. Fesle blinks a few times before furrowing her brows, "I'm cliff diving, you've never seen a college kid before?" her tone sounds offensive, pretending to be some wild youngling that does crazy things like this regularly. The cop was about to lower his gun more, but noticed how Dawn never stopped growling at her. When he looks back up at her, he clenches onto the trigger, which Fesle notices. As she summons the courage to just free fall, her shaking foot backs up to the ledge. Her heel no longer on the ground floor makes the cop raise his gun up again, "I said stay right there!"
The day began with a dim light as the sun could barely go through the dark clouds. That night was filled with showers that had no mercy on anyone without a home. The sun tried its best to greet the small town and forest beneath it, but not a singular ray could begin to caress the ground until the clouds could dissipate. At least anyone who looked up at the sky could see a rather beautiful, bittersweet beginning to the day. Where the clouds weren't their strongest, a bright pink hue would shine through while the other clouds would be hues of purple and blue. And the sounds of water dripping off trees, street lamps, and gutters made their symphony along with the crickets and tweets of birds.
While the morning birds that walked on two feet had already began their day with their strong coffee and jackets, the rest of the towns' lights weren't on at this time. If you weren't a first shifter person, a kid getting ready for school, or a parent regretting having kids due to the early alarms; you had the gracious gift of a slumber. As the clouds still made their mark in the sky and the sun continued to rise, the fog starts moving throughout the forest area. Unless you were a naïve hunter, some reckless teenagers, or a hiker, these forests are fairly untouched by humans. Not having the funds to make any resort or camp in the spacious but lively grounds, most of the animals in it are capable of being at peace from humans. That is, except this morning.
"Get her Dawn!" a man yells as his German Shephard bolts from his human. The dog barks furiously through it's throat that holds a collar with the bold words "POLICE K-9". Men with shotguns that carry their golden badges follow behind the dog, all of them huffing through their heavy bulletproof vests and belts full of supplies. The German Shephard is the only one to keep the scent of the creature it's catching. It doesn't have to depend on light to caress the forest floor, all it needs is the smell of a monster and the thunderous sounds it makes while running.
Fesle is able to keep a steady pace despite this on and off chase, she can't remember when it even started, only knowing it happened in the pitch black of night; then a flashlight was shinned in her face. Vapor huffs out of her muzzle like a urgent train as she practically flies through the leaves underneath her. Concentrating on the noises around her, she can hear that a dog is now on their side. Dammit, I almost lost them too. A quick growl forces it was through her teeth as she also hears the sound of something new. Waves. Have they really took me to the edge of the mountains?
After a few seconds of focusing on the sounds of rushing water, she takes a sharp left to go towards it. Maybe, just maybe, she can jump into the water and get the dog off her scent, also get the cops from finding her. A few minutes is all she needs to make it to her destination, which then she forces herself to come into such a blunt halt that bits of ground fall off the cliff beneath her. This cliff isn't really too high, maybe three stories, in some situations she's had to jump down far worse. However, what makes this a bit risky is that because of the rain and the time of day, the tide is not only crashing onto the rocks, but the water seems higher than usual. Some specs of water almost hit the ledge she's at, she'd get better control in the water if she was in her human form. So, she turns back, and finally notices that her legs wobble from the ongoing run and lack of food.
"Stay right there!" A voice behind her commands a few moments after her transforming. I shouldn't have hesitated to jump, she scolds herself before slowly raising her hands and turning towards the policeman. There were five of them now, one of them holding the growling dog by the collar. Despite it sounding vicious, she also had her tail between her legs, Fesle had to refuse the temptation to growl back at her. The man the spoke first lowered his barrel at her, seeing her at some random young woman. A young woman in a thick denim jacket, a hoodie underneath, and blue jeans that looked a size too big for her. He wondered why she was gasping for air.
"Why are you out here this early?" he questions with weariness. Fesle blinks a few times before furrowing her brows, "I'm cliff diving, you've never seen a college kid before?" her tone sounds offensive, pretending to be some wild youngling that does crazy things like this regularly. The cop was about to lower his gun more, but noticed how Dawn never stopped growling at her. When he looks back up at her, he clenches onto the trigger, which Fesle notices. As she summons the courage to just free fall, her shaking foot backs up to the ledge. Her heel no longer on the ground floor makes the cop raise his gun up again, "I said stay right there!"