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Feet pounding against the ground. Suraya Yvette was running through the streets, running as fast as her Hyena legs would carry her, a backpack of cash she had stolen from new Brighton bank was on her back. And now because of her sloppiness she was now being chased by a cop, a fox as a matter of fact, adrenaline rushing through her veins, this fox was pushing her limits, forcing her to run faster than before. Every time she turned she could see him for a few seconds and she always noticed his piercing firey orange eyes. Sweat was dripping down from her forehead, heart racing, her instincts telling her to turn and fight, but her brain telling h

Nala Priderock was walking through the streets, looking for her son Kion, she was very cross with her daughter for attacking her brother in such a way, she made him bleed, Kiara had never drawn blood from Kion. She walked into a store and pulled out her phone and pulled up a portrait of Kion and asked one of the employees, who was a badger; "Excuse me, have you seen my son?" "No ma'am, I'm sorry." She moved on to the cashier; "Excuse me, have you seen my son?" "Nope, sorry."  Then she moved on to the janitor, then the manager, then a few of the customers, until she came across a familiar mammal, a male lion in his early twenties, Teal ey

The next morning, May 8th, 5:00 AM... Kiara Priderock was lying down in bed, but not her bed, and she wasn't alone, she was presently in the bed of Marco Reyes, Wrapped in his tattooed arms. They were lying down on their sides, she opened her eyes, and found herself staring at his chest, she rubbed her head against it, and that's when she felt the scar she look very closely at it, it was a bullet wound scar, she wondered; 'Why would he have a bullet wound scar?' She then felt all around his body he had a burn scar on his back, a claw scar on his abdomen, and a stab wound scar on his side. 'What has he been doing all these years?' she asked h

Kion was still speeding through the streets in a streak of smoke, until he arrived at Fuli's apartment building, he marched in and ran up to her apartment paw still over the wound on his face. When he arrived at her door he knocked on her door and she immediately answered; "Kion, *gasp* what happened!?" She said rushing him into her apartment eyes locked on the wound in his face. "My sister is what happened, I said something she didn't like and she attacked me." He summed up what happened in a simple sentence.  "Huh, please, sit down so I can clean the wound." he then walked over to the sofa and sat down and made his way over to the sofa

Marco Reyes, a Spanish Jackal, stood in an alleyway half a block away from a bank owned by Victor Malone, an Italian mobster. Marco was wearing a sleeveless trench coat and damaged black leather pants, a plain white tank top, with playing card tattoos on both arms, his eyes glowing a dark yellow, wearing a bandanna over his muzzle a retractable Titanium staff in his left paw, wearing fingerless gloves, with an ear piece in his right ear, he tapped it and said; "Drake, are you in position, are you ready?" "Revved up and ready to drive." Drake Morgan spoke through the coms, his silver Lycan Hypersport parking around front. Marco boldly walked o

Bryant was sitting in a chair, Celia had his arm resting On a table, with some needles in it taking a blood sample for her to study, Nick and Judy giving him a odd stare, Laurel was standing awkwardly to the side then Nick said in a frustrated tone; "You took her down here, to our hideout, to tell her you used to be a Vigilante without telling me first, why?" "Because she of all people deserved to know who I was before that night in the canal district, that I used to be Mister twister." "Why would she deserve to know who you were?" Oliver asked as he walked in with Alexandra. "Because I love her, because I vowed to myself that I would never k

William MacGrath was standing atop The rooftop of the apartment building that he and his girlfriend lived in at nine thirty in the morning, Wearing a Black and Yellow leather trench coat, fingerless biker gloves, a black hood, military grade arm guards on his forearms, a carbon fiber shoulder pad on his right shoulder a strap going from it around his body, he was wearing a pair of belts around his waist, and wearing a domino style mask, a pair of black leather pants, electricity flowing outside of his arms. He had a scar resembling a claw mark across his face, accidentally given to him by his Girlfriend Sandra, he scared her when he found her

Lilli was waking up wrapped in the arms of her beloved Navarro, her face nuzzled into his mane, she in haled deeply through her nose, his musky scent filling her nostrils. Their legs and tails sweetly Tangled together. Her beige/gray stripped fur clashing with his golden fur. She then ran her paws up from his abdomen up to his chest then she felt his scar on his chest, it looked like a result of a bear mauling then she thought; 'He probably got it on one of his "nightly outings" but, I won't pry, he'll tell me when he's ready.' Then she felt his grip on her tighten then she heard him moan and yawn, he was waking up. She wrapped her arms aroun