March 8, 2012 9:56:25 PM EST
((Heck, if this is a crazy world might as well make a crazy spawn, eh? Though please do say whether I should change it or not. I wish not to complicate things. :d))
Ears prick up as I hear furussia's footstep creek on an old, wooden floorboard. Covered in dead shrubs and other withered flora to act as camouflage (note: my ears and tail are hidden, ears in the hood, and tail in pants), yet disabling some of my field of view, in addition with the darkness of the old house, I jump out and tackle furussia.
Fur or foe?! *pins him to the ground and my paws around his neck* Any other humans with you? Speak, smoothskin! How did you find this place?!