The Furry Rebellion | Chapter Six
#6 of The Furry Rebellion
The next edition in "The Furry Rebellion"! In this chapter, our hero faces yet more danger, including getting a bit more up close and personal with the security around here! Gosh, it sure is tough in communism, isn't it?
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Main Character: Markus: (Transformed, human ? Arctic wolf)- white furred, bright azure eyes,
Characters: Arron: (Grey, Dire Wolf Anthro, winged)- grey furred, grey wings, pale grey eyes, grey tail, male.
[Personality: Collected, Reserved, Calm, Brave, Knowing, Leader, Powerful, Experienced, Smart, Quick witted, ]
[Disposition: Leader, magik user]
[Relationships: Friend of all, intermediate magik]
Riskar: (Raccoon Anthro)- normal raccoon patterns, slightly rougher fur, ringed tail, thieves mask, ebony eyes, male.
[Personality: Calm, Reserved, Quiet, Nimble Fingered, Intelligent, Sneaky, Secretive, Helpful, Thief, Rascal, Brave]
[Disposition: Guys on the inside, arranger, thief, spy, retriever, little magik]
[Relationships: Best friends with Narr]
Narr: (Fox Anthro, two tailed) Two tailed, soft fur, Normal fox patterns, white belly and end of tail, orange furred, scar on left eye, one eye is blue, scarred eye is green, sort of the youngest of the group male.
[Personality: Well-humored, Intelligent, Witty, Brave, Kind, Sneaky, Thief]
[Disposition: Thief, intermediate magik]
[Relationships: Best friends with Riskar]
Farinay: (Black panther Anthro, winged) Black wings, soft fur, black fur, feline features, male.
[Personality]: Proud, High nosed, neat freak, fan of fashion and looks, well groomed, powerful, intelligent, slightly foolish.
[Disposition: Skilled at magic and combat, major fight. Uniform look provider]
[Relationships: is often teased by Riskar and Narr for being like a girl, is in a relationship with one.
Side characters: Soldiers, and communist solder commander.
Chapter Six
Dante, Erebosian Wolf
"You feel lucky, punk?
--"Dirty Harry"
The five slowly turned, to see a large, muscled warthog Astorian, staring at them, with at least a dozen canine soldiers behind him, holding onto their guns with maniacal grins on their muzzles. Farinay muttered something profane under his breath, while Riskar's narrowed eyes flitted from one place to another, trying to strategize their way out of there.
Arron stepped forward, and said in a loud, proud voice,"What wish you of us, the curfew has not passed yet, and we are not trespassing on any governmental property."
The warthog laughed, a deep, rich booming laugh which resonated around the nearby city walls with a mad tone of power,"Re-he-heally now? Then do tell us, how you'll explain away the fact that fifty soldiers were found either dead or injured in an apartment, where there have been reports of seeing figures that match your description?"
Arron glared back at him, and replied in a dry tone,"Accusing the innocent in attempts of guilting the truth out of them are we? I deny the charge that you have set forth, and say that we were out in the countryside, where you saw us come from, I'm sure."
Just then, the husky that they had just disposed of rushed out of his guard box, stumbling over to the group, for he was still under the affects of the drugs, he yelled out,"Stop them! Trespassers! Criminals!"
Arron turned with a look of annoyance and slight anger at Riskar,"I thought that robot's poison would knock him out for a few hours!"
Riskar looked astonished at the bumbling fool of a guard that was picking himself off of the ground for the second time. Riskar shook his head slowly,"It was enough to knock out Mr. Piglet here, I don't know how-"
Just then, the warthog and his men recovered from the shock of seeing the husky appear out of nowhere, the captain turned with a look of triumph on his tusked snout,"Men! Seize them!" he roared, as he unsheathed a long, curved blade and charged at them.
"Run for it!" roared Farinay, he took to the sky and began firing purple orbs of light at the solders.
Narr twisted and out of nowhere, sprouted two long swords, and began to fight off three of the other guards with nimble and dexterous movements.
This left Riskar and Markus to flee with Arron, who kept on yelling,"This way! This way!"
They stumbled into the main part of the city, several civilians looked at them in shock to see rebels out in broad daylight. Riskar glared at Arron, and said,"Now I'm not the only idiot who screwed up!"
Arron merely shoved passed him with an annoyed growl and kept on sprinting through the streets, Riskar and Markus barely being able to follow.
Several shouts were heard behind them, including of all things a bottle of wine being thrown at them, followed by enraged yells in what almost sounded like Italian.
Finally they darted back into an alleyway, and their pace slowed down a bit, until Arron finally pressed himself to a wall, and looked around a corner. Before turning back and sighing in relief,"We're here, this was our old base a few months ago."
They three stood in front of large, seemingly completely abandoned apartment complex. The gray, walls that were cracked in some places cast dreary shadows, placed against the odd sky. Windows were busted, and graffiti was all over the base of it's walls.
Arron stepped forward, and heaved open a door, that was hidden by several mattresses that looked like somebody had taken sheers to them. He motioned with a paw of the other two to come in.
Markus flitted nervously with his tail, but he eventually gathered up his nerves, and stepped into the biggest mess he ever saw in his entire pre-adolescent life.
to be continued...