Shuriken noticed the appearance of yet another furry down the street, apparently a female. Mind working furiously, he knew that if one of the males down there caught sight of the furry, they would must likely attack, and s Shuriken hated to see assault without doing something. He knew he would regret this, but still, acted.
Making sure everything was secure in his jacket, then, with a smooth, fast movement, dived off the roof without opening his wings, a highly dangerous move, as if the g force was you great, the unfortunate fur would be splattered on the ground. It was also the least noticeable of all types of liftoffs, which he needed.
Waiting until his nose was ten feet above the rapidly approaching ground, Shuriken suddenly snapped open his wings, sharply pulling out of the dive. Shakily zooming down the alley, he crashed into Calai, taking the blunt of the attack on his shoulder, trying not to harm her too much.
Straining to remain in air, Shuriken crashed on the dusty asphalt two buildings down from the alley, rolling to reduce the impact. Panting face down on the street, he struggled to regain his breath.
” Stupid... They.... Attack..... Don't 'cha..know...its life...or death here,” he wheezed. Turning his head to look at the furry he had tackled. Shaking his cranium, he crawled upright and stood, wavering, before Calai.