Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20150102071741/@comment-7637833-20150102072855

The wolf was starting to feel tired. And in that moment, he felt a surge of power flow through his body, and glanced at his hands to find his yellow scar glowing. Oh no...

"Get back here, runt! Nobody likes runners!" one of his pursuers called out, a knife in hand. The wolf ignored him and kept moving forward.

It was at that moment he found himself turning into an alley to try and bottleneck them so they wouldn't follow. However, he instead came face to face with a solid brick wall, and he came to a skidding halt to prevent faceplanting into it. Turning, he saw the ones chasing him giving him looks of sadistic delight.

"Nowhere to run, Sparky... heh... now, what's the rule you never break, boys?" the first voice said, presumably the leader.

"Ya don't muck around with our stuff! Especially when we're busy tryin' to go after those scuzzballs that wrecked our stuff before!"

The wolf grimaced. "Y-you were hurting people... I couldn't..." The power was surging more forcefully inside him, and he found it harder to stay focused...