Thread: Feral Survival Tactics - ( Oats x Fading_Cards)

Evan breathed heavy, frantic breaths. Not nearly as lung burning as the ones hed been huffing in only a few moment ago, but hed still exerted himself hard to get back home. Beside him another man panted against his closed door, arm to arm, winding down from the chase, fleeing, and then hiding they had just had to do. Now normally hed had given as well as he got in any fight, especially against mere humans. Yes, he was a tad short as 57 for the average guy, but his shoulders and chest were broad, his central center of gravity making him more difficult to push aside or knock over. He was a boon in a bar fight or playing hockey, and people also had the tendency to underestimate him because of his size, or if they knew he was were, because he was a Lynx. They were smaller weres, rarer since it was commonly only passed down from parents to children, but what they lacked in size they more then made up for in punch. They only needed to hit you once to make you go down. If this had been a normal situation, he would have been FINE But these humans had GUNS. With SILVER fucking bullets and trank darts. Silver manicles on their belts and who knows what the hell was in that van they all jumped out of. Maybe even a bit of magic on their sides because they were running after them to damn fast for a normal humans speed with all that shit they were carrying. It was NUTS. All Evan had wanted that evening was some quality whisky, a nice chat with the elder madam jaguar the day before the full moon started. A peaceful night. Instead hed gotten a few minutes at the small pub that catered to the small but still new to him were population of the town, and all hell broke loose. The place had tables set up outside thanks to the good warm weather, so hed been out there for the fresh air when the van had pulled up. Being outside was probably the only reason why hed been able to escape the initial onslaught. Not that he didnt end up chased and shot at when the were next to him had hauled him out of his hidding spot, but theyd delt with it. If hed stayed in that spot hed have probably have been found anyway. A merry chase through the alleys one or the other of them knew and hauled the other through before they finally lost the bastard. Evan had luckily recognized the area and grabbed the other male by the arm nd quickly hauled him back to his own flat as fast as he could. It seemed tonight would be safer indoors. Well he gasped out, panted for a moment more, that was a huge clusterfuck, now wasnt it? a nervous laugh bubbled out of his throat. Then the shorter wavy haired brunette pushed himself off the wall and ambled towrds his kitchenette. Coffee. He needed coffee andshit he was bleeding. A nice glancing slice of a bullet on his arm that was refusing to heal properly. God damn BASTARDS. Shit his head was still to high from the chase for him to even properly FEEL it! So my name is Evan and who do I thank for not using me as a meat sheild out there? he asked, trying to force himself to calm down. They were fine. Theyd be fine. Shit, he shouldnt have to worry about that Ummm that happen in this city often? nerves and rage tumbled through him as he ran his hands through his hair, willing his ears to soften down from furry long tips to only slightly peaked human curves. During the chase, so close to the moon, some of his aspects had shown. His teeth sharpened, ears transformed to keep track of persuers, claws replacing fignernails and tufts of fur down his neck and shoulders. Now it all started to slowly recede as the survival instincts calmed down. Those hunters had been bold. Evan had never seen anything like it. He didnt think everyone got away oh god this shit was crazy. What about his PACK!?! There were only five of them in all, and they were mostly different feline weres. Cat packs worked differently then a lot of other types, more indivual movement, less stipulation on species they just needed others to occasioanlly watch their backs. It wasnt a huge deal, but still, he was new in this city and they had taken him in thanks to his cousins good word. Hed only needed to break one of the younger tiger males nose. He wasnt alpha of the group, but he sure as hell was no ones omega, he was beta, without the bitch part. He hadnt dared challenge the elder jaguar. She knew what the fuck she was doing and he wasnt going to mess with that. His father had taught him well in respecting those who had the knowledge that was how YOU became the one with knowledge someday. Now.. now that might all be flushed down with the shit. Fuck.