Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190728101720/@comment-38232361-20190816012601

Kreed hissed through the muzzle and gag, his trash can lid sized ears completely flat against his head as his pink eyes seemed to glow red. He then struggled about in his tube to bend his head down low enough for his feet to claw off the straps and buckles around his head and leaf-shaped snout.

''I swear as soon as I get out of here, I'll gouge out your eyes and turn your brain into pa-"

His internal threats where interrupted by shooting pain around his neck, causing him to spasm and shriek in pain. It seemed every time he tried to go above a safe decibel level, or try to undo his muzzle's bindings, he would be given a painful shock.

MEANWHILE

The bat carrying the two pooches eventually made it to the colony's new hideaway under a great steel bridge over the river, stopping to roost next to some makeshift huts that were built there long before the mass exodus. Lulu and Roxy hopped off and went inside, the Old werebat following soon after. He then approached an elderly female that one could safely assume was his mate by the way they nuzzled in greeting.

"How many have made it? And where is Kreed and his mate?"

Lulu also approached the other werebat timidly as she asked, "What about your Shaman? An-and Theo, our werecat friend?"