rise of the furries

[Jacen the Folf]

Jacen smiled as the Gargoyle stepped further out of the shadows. She had a different beauty about her, something that came from being one of the last of her kind, but had a hidden lethal quality about her. Jacen was certain that hand to hand, he would lose to the Gargoyle easily.

"My clan gave me the name AirRaiser, or AR for short. The humans however call me Demon." said the Gargoyle.

Jacen bowed, "A pleasure to meet your acquaintance Fraulein, we have much respect for your kind where I come from." he stepped back to look at the both of them, "Now that we have all been properly introduced I suggest we leave. You may have fooled the humans for now, but they'll be back soon and it would be best to not draw attention to ourselves, especially me."

[AirRaiser]

AR looks from one to the other, then to the door.
"Agreed, but where exactly did you have in mind we go?"

[Jacen the Folf]

 "Agreed, but where exactly did you have in mind we go?" asked AR.

Jacen turned to her and said, "I have a hideout in the sewers. It's not the most beautiful place, but humans don't bother to look there and it's bearable once you get used to the smell." he added with a smile.

[KittKat chunky~]

"the sewers? do not worry for i have bared worse in russia"

[Jacen the Folf]

A smirk appeared on Jacen's face, "Why am I not surprised?"

He turned from the two and began to walk out of the shed. He took in a deep breath of the night air. The sun would be rising soon, and an armed Folf, a run-away Cat/fox, and a Gargoyle would attract far too much attention.

Moving swiftly forward Jacen reached a man-hole and lifted it away. He grabbed onto the ledge and lowered himself down the ladder.

A few seconds latter his head appeared out of the hole again, "You guys coming?"

[AirRaiser]

AR follows  down the man hole. Guess it could be worse she thought to herself.

[Jacen the Folf]

Jacen hit the ground with a thump. He looked around to see where he was. So, were in the western tunnels and that means that we need to head north.

He turned to his companions "Come on guys, we need to head this way. And make sure you cover up that man-hole, we don't want to leave any clues as to where we went, there are quiet a few people in the authorities that would be more than glad to find out where I've been hiding..."

[KittKat chunky~]

*Kistrev used the head of the two handed hammer to pull the manhole cover back across, jumping down ignoring the ladder he landed next to the Folf, with a splash, on all fours, not caring for the grime that now covered his fur*......

[AirRaiser]

AR walks behind Jacen in the muck. Humans are such disgusting creatures she thought to herself.

"So where exactly are we going?" she mumbled keeping her voice low

[Jacen the Folf]

Jacen frowned as Kistrev splashed down beside him and splattered stuff over his coat. He would have to clean that up later.

"So where exactly are we going?"  mumbled AR

"To my hideout," whispered Jacen over his shoulder, "And we all need to be as quiet as possible we don't want to wake them up..."

[KittKat chunky~]

Kistrev looked at the gargoyle from the back as he followed behind the pair, walking quietly he lit an old oil lamp, holding it high the dull flickering light iluminated to the dank walls of the tunnel...

[Armalite_]

(OOC: Hope it's not too late to join.)
name: Spike Haff
age: 23
species: Fox
color: Orange and white fur
background: Born and raised in Germany, Spike was drafted into the war after his parents were killed for opposing their government. He was later captured as a POW and sold as a slave in England after the war instead of being released. Spike is strong, determined, and on some occasions extremely violent, otherwise, he is a nice guy.


Spike clung to the wire fence of the property. He stared out into the dark and empty streets of the city. He wished he could once again be free like he was before the war. He sighed. "Get back to work, you useless mongrel!" Spike looked back to his owner who stood on the front porch with his shotgun. Spike turned around and put up his hand, gesturing that he would comply. He picked up the axe and another log and set it down on a rock before he swung. The log split down the middle and the owner turned to go back inside. Spike paused and watched. His owned looked back at him and Spike quickly continued with his work. The door to the small house slammed shut and Spike immediately dropped the axe. He ran over to the fence and began to climb. The moment he hit the ground he took off into the shadows. He ran and ran, his boots pounding heavily against the cement. He tripped and landed against a sewer grate. To his surprise, light was shining through the tunnel. "Huh?" He rubbed his eyes and looked again to make sure he wasn't crazy.

"SPIKE!!!" The voice of his owner called in the distance. Spike thought quickly. He stood up and pulled open the sewer grate promtly before stepping onto the ladder below. He closed the grate and began to climb down. A rung ripped out of the weak cement walls and sent Spike falling to the bottom. "Oooofff!" He cried as he hit the ground in the tunnel. He rolled onto his side and froze having landed in front of three furs travelling the tunnels.

[KittKat chunky~]

DO RITI!..... *cat swore loudly in russian as he raised his hammer to take a swing at what looked like a human jumping down in front of him.... however upon noticing the fur and ears he lowered the hammer and held out his hand holding the lantern up so he could see the stranger* in russia, we would never leave a comrade lying in the mud!

[Armalite_]

Spike lay on the ground, his face frozen with surprise. "...Umm...Hello." He looked back up to the manhole from which he'd fallen through. He looked back at the stranger who'd spoken before standing up. "My name iz Spike." He said through his thick German accent.

[Jacen the Folf]

Jacen whipped out his pistol and aimed it at the new arrival. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Eine Deutchen Fox?"

Jacen's ears perked up as he heard something from above. The fox's owner must have followed him to the man-hole. Darn, it's never simple is it?

Jacen pulled out his second pistol and aimed it at the man-hole, "You three better stay back. If that human shows his face I'll blow it off."