FUCK YA CHICKEN STRIPS — RAID

[Shininglight]

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Shine blinked his eyes as he rapidly flicked his gaze over the nighttime scene. His best friend had to be hiding somewhere. Not in the water. Not the tall grass. He thought hard, the metaphorical gears in his brain working overtime. The single, lone tree popped into focus, and Shining scaled the height of it with his eyes. He could make out the motion of a tail waving fast among the still leaves. That had to be Lessa. A bit of relief washed over him knowing she was out of harm's way. At the moment, at least.

A cry from Tabitha alerted him, as his gaze snapped behind him. Skidding paws stopped near him, and Shining took in the glowing sight of... a familiar hellhound. He had gone instinctively defensive, but grew a bit lax on remembering who it was. Luca... Right? They had bumped into each other over a week ago. Luca stepped forward, explaining that Shine needed to get away, go back to camp. Tabitha immediately flew forward, hovering herself between the hellhound and the feline, piping and cawing protectively.

"Not hurt... Never get hurt..." Shining muttered, frowning. Why did this hellhound seem so passionate over him? He was quite aware of his feelings by now, but Shine simply didn't return them. Didn't he understand? The tom couldn't afford to love, couldn't afford to get close to someone else. Not again, not again.. The quiet thud of a knife into the ground nearby didn't faze him one bit.

But the sudden onslaught of a Utahraptor descending upon the hellhound did. Luca practically broke apart before his eyes, blood splattering everywhere as he fell. Some of it landed on Shine's cheek fur, staining the white with some strange, pinkish & sparkly color. His eyes went wide as he watched Luca groan and sputter, making words that didn't quite reach his ears. The world around him seemed to be spinning. Blurry, dizzy. The stench of blood and the sounds of violence and pain and agony. The screams, the god-awful shrieks and hisses and cries for help and the-

Claws unsheathed as Shine's eyes filled with horror. [glow=black,2,300]"RUN AWAY, RUN AWAY."[/glow] His voice became strained, raspy, ancient. He stepped backwards. [glow=black,2,300]"I'M ALWAYS RUNNING."[/glow] Shine's blue eye started twitching. Had to r̳̮̜u͉͖̹̤ͅͅn̸͈̙ ͖̘͉̪̜͕ru҉̜ͅͅn͖͍̮̜͇̙͠ ̦͚̦̟̕r̭̮̞̤̘͢ų̱̺̼n. He turned suddenly and sprinted away, into the d̛̹̠͓͇a̡͚̯̘̮̖̬ŗ̫͚̼̮͖̦k̛͍̗͍̝̼̖͉n͢e̞s͓͕̪̰̭͢s̤̻̦͈̯ͅ, fleeing under the m̶͖̗̮̠as̸̰k̺̮̲̳͎͝ of the c͍̗h̪̜̘ͅa̭̟̲̗o̗s͎̫ around him. Distancing himself from friend and foe. For the good of them both.