Migration

[morganism]

Anette saw Rhoons ears, and she heard them too. Her eyes sank down to Rhoon's hip, where the daggars where. She drew out her bow, yet again, and an arrow, a hollow arrow this time. She slipped open one of the viles on her belt, dipped the tip of the arrow in it and waited for it to turn slightly purple. She closed the bottle, and tightened her grip on her bow.

[rhoon]

She nodded and started walking but felt somewhat upset towards herself that she'd left Nyx again. Her mind seemed to go elsewhere and into a brawl of emotions. The only thing that brought her out of it was the loud screech of a Raven. Her daggers quickly slung out of their places, her heart beat quickly and then realised it was only a bird. She stepped quickly and silently. Running in the shadows. Before she knew it, voices walked towards her. Their shadows grew shorter. She pulled Anette by the wrist against the wall.
"No way, Paris Hilton should stay in ja-" He stopped walking. Both were males, she could tell from their shadows. "Hear that?" One said to the other. They walked closer to us, her heart pattered fast again. But they turned the other way. They both laughed. "Only a dumb cat!" The bigger one kicked the cat, it screeched and bolted off. Rhoon couldn't take it anymore. She slung out from the darkness and gave a glance towards Anette as she lept onto the bigger one's back, so that her dagger was at his throat, her feet on his back.

[morganism]

She braced her bow, and aimed at the smaller mans left ancle. In a harsh, demanding tone he said to get the hell off his friend. Anette waited until she absolutley had to shoot. The small man moved forward and grabbed Rhoons arm, and the arrow hit directly through his foot joint. He colapsed, and grapped at his friend. it's an even fight now.

[rhoon]

Rhoon talked calmly as the man clenched Rhoons wrist tightly, his muscles bulged, but she still managed to keep her arms steady. "Furries are inferior. Are they?" She smirked, enjoying the power. "They don't deserve to live." She grinned and dragged the dagger across his throat slowly, so his tubble along his neck even made sounds along the dagger. Blood started seeping out as she still clung on tightly. He fell to his knees and she pulled the dagger all the way across and looked back up at Anette.

[morganism]

Anette yelled to Rhoon, "it's about time they get tought a lesson, happen to have any paper? i think the humans deserve a message."

[rhoon]

She wiped off her dagger on the man's shirt. Then as the other barely crawled away, she stabbed him in the chest and pulled it out, wiping it on his shirt as well. "Uhmmmm. No." She shrugged, pulling out a crumpled napkin. "That's the best I have." She knew that Nyx had paper. And her drawing pad.

[morganism]

She grabbed the napkin from Rhoon. "from your beloved friends, the furries." she wrote, slowly, and spoke it outloud as well. Anette went to the samll mans ancle, twisted the arrow and pulled it out, and just like Rhoon, she wiped it off on his shirt. "i'm stengy with my arrows."

[rhoon]

She smirked a bit, watching her write. Lots of forest furries didn't know how to write. And nowadays, even city furries weren't given proper education, thanks to the overpopulation of humans, and the totally human government. Rhoon had learned to read and write from her old friend, a panther, when living in the dojo. He'd left a while ago though. "Where to now?"

[morganism]

"uh... food. i haven't eaten in days. stupid train, not many snack cars for furries." She smirked a bit as she checked to see if the men had anything of value on them. "i got a wallet, 20 bucks, a credit card, and a picture of his wife. She's fat. oh, this guy has little feet. i might need some shoes." she stuffed the mans wallet into her leather bag on her side which held  her cloak. She slid her feet into the boots. "they are big, but i like 'em."

[rhoon]

Rhoon nodded, just now realising that her stomach was growling uncontrollably. "I think the shops are closed. The only way we can get some food is by...getting hospitality from someone. Or hunting." She smiled. "But maybe someone will give us somewhere to sleep." She shrugged. "In the morning, we'll get shoes. Then we'll leave this shitty place."

[morganism]

Her camera-like eyes 'zoomed' in on a house with lights on, and something with ears moving around. "over there, there's a furry in a 2nd floor apartment still awake. they wouldn't let us just die out here. maybe we can play the pity act, and bail in the morning." Anette started to walk towards the apartment.

[rhoon]

Rhoon nodded. No words were needed. She noticed the building and sprinted towards the building. Trying to stay within the shadows and the edges of buildings. Her fingers stayed closely attached to the shaft of the daggers. Her breath drifted slowly into the air, wisping  as her body pressed tightly against the wall of a building. She gave the signal to Anette to come over, the door was to the right of them, but so was a female human. She just smirked, entertained with the furries. "What're you furs doin' out so late?" She cracked her knuckles.

[morganism]

"not looking for trouble, now leave us in peace, or end up like your friends down there." she reached to her right thight for her dagger, and pulled it out slowly.

[rhoon]

Rhoon looked at Anette. She obviously hadn't lived with humans that much before. They are stubborn. The human touched the end of her longsword and before she even responded, Rhoon whipped out her daggers; in many sways of dancelike motions and clashing metal, the girl fell to the floor, and Rhoon with only a cut in her arm.

[morganism]

"i guess you have a listening problem." Anette said to the human, and she buzzed up to the room she believed the apartment-owning-furry was in. An old voice answered. "hello? who's there? i'm in side, now leave me alone." The furry had to have been atleast 70 years old, judging by the voice and tone. "sir? may we ask to come in? we promise to not bring harm to your home." The buzzed and clicked to unlock automaticly. She stepped into the doorway.