The Fast and the Furriest.

Peter

"Mr. Face doesn't eat anyone," I woofed, rolling my eyes. "Let's go." I turned around, padding away. I wasn't really sure where I was headed, and I didn't care...so long as it wasn't here.

"Ooh, Ooh, can I go with you?!" Felix jumped up and down playfully. "Please, pleasepleasepleaseplease Please?!" he begged. He jumped on cricket again. "Please?"

Cricket

I gave the pug a sideways glance, and followed Peter. Was this . . . right? I suppose so. He'd murdered several of us . . . well . . . technically, he was only behind the murder. The least we could do was leave him. But still, underneath the wolverine-ness he looked almost flustered. Ah well.

Then I was attacked by a cat. "Agh! Fine, if you stop doing that," I said, pushing him ahead of me.



Bugsy

I growled at the bear wolf thing again before crouching in a playful pose. "Willyoubemyfriend?" I grinned.

Mr.Face:

"Can you not comprehend the vast multitudes of confusion I am currently experienceing? Fill out the prerquisite form in triplicate and I will consider!" I spouted off at some...new...animal.

Wait. Animals...could not do paperwork.

"I need to get out from under the sky." I muttered, figuring that that was the cause of my inability to think things like that through.

Bugsy

......................................."YAY!" I yipped and cuddled up to him, figuring that was some code for 'yes'. I sat on his foot during the cuddling, and grinned up. It was procedure.

Freya: I slithered over to where present company had found.... a wolverine? Who was apparently Mr. Face. "Wow. Its wierd seeing you so..... small. Well, smaller in comparison to your usual self. And with eyes..." i said thoughtfully.

Mr.Face:

Unwanted physical contact was unwanted.
"WHAT are you DOING?" I asked, executing some kind of...moving away movement. It was odd...not being bipedal. Unwieldy.
As were the eyes.
Something else spoke to me. Something...lower to the ground. Once I was clear of the unwanted physical contact, I...opened my eyes, obnoxious things that they were, and looked at it. It looked like a wiggly stick with eyes.
That was eloquent.
"You know me?" I asked, closing my eyes again.

Freya: "Well, yes. Not very well, i suppose, but yes. Actually, i guess we're all smaller now." i mused. "Well, actually, im bigger.... or at least, longer than i was tall." i said, pondering this for a moment.


(I dont know if she'd remember him from the chatbox or what...? But then, if not for the chatbox, the only person she'd know is Nate, and considering that Peter knew her as soon as she said 'corkscrew' (haha).... well, i dont know if she'd know him or not O.o)

Bugsy

"Cuddling," I whined, looking offended.

:c

He liked the snake better than me. I growled at the slithery thing and trotted off to join the other dog.

Mr.Face:

"It was not my intention to offend. But you did not ask if the physical contact would be well recieved." I called after the animal.

"I have...by some...miracle...or...curse...of science aquired eyes." I informed the wiggling stick thing. I really wished that I knew the word to describe it. "I have no idea how you tolerate them."

"Yayayaya!" Felix cheered and jumped up and down. He pranced behind the dog and cricket. "Cricket, you are the greatest human-cat, ever!" he grinned widely and was light on his feet as he skipped behind him.

Hitomi
Well...all of this was interesting. I continued to go unnoticed for some reason. All but forgotten, it seems, when the one dog who took me here walked off with the other dogs. But they all seemed to be in the same predicament as me. So should I follow and continue to be transparent as a ghost or stay here and figure it out by myself, never noticed at all...?

Freya: "Well, being born with them helps. You sort of get used to them over time. For you its normal not to have them. For most people its the opposite." i attempted to explain. "And we dont know what caused this yet. But somehow.... we're all animals. And i miss my arms and legs. And i miss being warm-blooded." i grumbled.

Mr.Face:

You could get used to the hideous sensory abominations glued to your face? For some reason I didn't believe her. "Is there a way to get somewhere that does not involve being...out here...in the open...with the sky? I...despise the sky." I asked of her.

Freya: "I dont know.... this si sort of a fairly open area. Hmm...." i said. I rose up a ways, about a third of my body rising into the air as i looked around. I spotted a small shelter a ways off and dropped back down. "Yeah, there's one of those picnic shelter things a short ways off. There's a roof." i said.

Cricket

"Ah, thanks, I think," I said, and couldn't help but smile a little. Cat was like a little kid. I still had mixed feelings, though . . . why, because he was a cat? More or less. I couldn't use that as reasoning anymore, as I was . . . well.

Hitomi
Looks like we were...splitting...? Well...that dog had been nice enough, i suppose. I trot after the dogs, two cats, and raven somewhat hesitantly.

Peter

I noticed a new scent in the area, and looked behind us to see a fawn. Well...that's not something you normally see in a park. And it had that human-animal scent, too.

"Er, hello," I greeted.

Hitomi
The biggest dog turns to me and I stop under his gaze, slightly intimidated. "Um...hello. That one there led me to you," I say, nosing towards the pug. "I hear you have the same problem as me."

Winter said I could join.....

Name: Ezra Cox
Age (as human): 16
Gender: Male
Animal: Border Collie and Black Lab mix
Animal looks:

Other: I'm going to try to use my new and improved Ezra...so....be aware of changes.

Ravyn wrote:Freya: "I dont know.... this si sort of a fairly open area. Hmm...." i said. I rose up a ways, about a third of my body rising into the air as i looked around. I spotted a small shelter a ways off and dropped back down. "Yeah, there's one of those picnic shelter things a short ways off. There's a roof." i said.

Mr.Face:

Oh thank Internet. "Splendid." I muttered, forcing myself yet again to use those infernal eyes to evaluate the location she spoke about. And...There it was. I closed them again. They caused my head to hurt.
I began walking...albeit somewhat awkwardly on four legs, toward the roofed area. "Are you coming?" I called to the wiggly stick, whom I was formulating a hypothesis regarding the identity of.

Ezra

I sighed, trying to push myself up out of bed. I slipped and landed hard on what felt like grass. I looked down at my hands, they were paws! I let out a yelp as I skided back, rolling onto my back. I looked to the the side, noticing a furry long tail. Holy crap. I was a dog.

Peter

"If the problem is suddenly find yourself not being human, then yes," I woofed to the deer. "I--hold on...do you smell that?" Another animal-human in the area! We were really attracting a crowd here.

Cricket

I sniffed at the air. I didn't have as good of a nose as a dog, perhaps, but it was better than a human nose. "Huh. I smell dog."

Ezra

Panic filled me as I sat up, shaking my large furry head. All right....calm down...Ezra...it'll be okay, I told myself half-heartedly. I sniffed the air, so many smells, it was overwhellming.