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The door to the medical room opened and a small otter female walked in, only about 18 years old Lupus knew her, Rivet the accomplished apprentice of the doctor at the mansion. She quickly flattened her silky brown fur that wasn't covered by her lab coat that was open exposing her black tank top and large bust.

"Good morning Mr. Vette." She starts, looking over the chart at the foot of his bed.

"Morning Rivet." He says dropping his refined ideolect for his normal one.

"The Mistress wants to speak with you about an assignment." She states clearly not happy about it. Her cute soft face frowning as she looked at the bandages on Lupes body.

"When?" Lupe asks eagerly, a week in bed starting to drive him crazy, even if he did get to see Rivet every day.

"In thirty minutes." Rivet says taking a black suit out of its plastic wrapper and handing it to him.

Lupus groaned at the sight of it and sat up slowly, wincing as he put weight into his injured arm. Rivet watched him, her body filling with the need to help him but she wouldn't dare make him feel like he needed. Eventually he was stood up next to the bed, his huge black feathered wings spread out to their four metre wing span. He glanced a Rivet with a smile as she marvelled at them. After another twenty minutes, Lupus was stood before the nurse with the suit on. She was glad he let her help him with his wings, which she found were increadably soft. Rivet lead him to the throne room even though he knew the way.

"Thank you for walking me." He said with a slight smile to the otter outside of the huge oak double doors.

"You're welcome Mr Vette." She said bowing her head before leaving slowly.

Lupe watched her go before pushing the two huge doors open, not letting the guards do it for him. Giving a grunt of pain he proudly walked into the wood and stone gold and red decorated hall. The large comfortable throne at the other end with the muscular albino lion reclined on it known as the mistress. Lupus strode up to it, kneeling a meter away bowing his head low ignoring the pain.

"Rise Lupus." She say getting up, her soft white robes and sparking armour shimmering in the day light that poured in through the windows. "I can assume Rivet told you I have a mission that needs completing?"

"Yes mistress." He said standing up, half at attention for her.

"I can also assume she doesn't think you're healed enough?" She said circling him, running her fingers over his broad shoulders.

"Yes mistress." He said again remaining perfectly still for her.

"And lastly I can assume you will still do whatever I ask?" She said finishing her circling so she was stood toe to toe with him, her piercing yellow eyes staring into his.

"Yes mistress." He repeated, flicking his tail once.

"Good." She purred menacingly and stroked his ear. "I want you ready to leave immediately, there's a lone born trouble maker disrupting our plans. You'll find him in South Africa." She said handing him a brown envelope with more information in.

Lupus bowed his head and quickly made his way out. He grabbed his long black coat and shoulder bag before setting off for Cape Town South Africa.

On the flight there Lupus went over the file he was given. His target was called Skyrim. Skyrim had been riling up furries in the south of South Africa getting them to do pranks on humans that might expose them. The picture that came with the file was of a dark grey wolf in strange coats with gears on and a top hat with goggles round it. Included in the file was also a leaflet for his parties next meeting with the time and date on. Lupus was to make him join or crush his movement.

Lupus got out of the airport, his suit and short back hair getting weird looks from the locals as he travelled to the warehouse where the rally was taking place. He positioned himself in the middle of a crowd that gathered around a huge empty wooden stage in the centre of the room. His keen scent telling him everyone of them was a furry and Graces training told him that his mixed species breeding was te highest born blood here and also the only one that wasn't fully wolf. At least a few of them must have known as he was getting weird looks.

After about five minutes, a tall dark grey furry walked out onto the stage with a trench coat and ragged clothing on along with a top hat and goggles. "Friends!" He grinned raising his arms. "Last nights party was glorious. And tonight we shall continue our spree by freeing the largest herd of cows in the area!" He cried with a huge grin, the audience starting to howl and cheer him. His brown eyes scanned the audience, picking out Lupus in his suit and coat. People began passing out beer and playing music. Skyrim made his way off stage, Lupus starting to move out of the crowd to get outside.

A heavy hand clasped his shoulder as he got to the edge of the crowd. "Party not good enough for you?" Skyrim asked.

Lupus turned to look at him. "I'm just getting some air." He said trying to loose his British accent.

"You know, if you want to blend in, don't wear a 7000 American dollar suit in the 3rd world country." He smirked leading Lupus outside.

"Heh, I didn't really think it through I guess.." Lupus said annoyed he did somthing so stupid.

"I'll find you some suitable clothing." Sky said looking Lupus over. "Maybe something without a trench coat, because as you can see, I have the das coat *he grinned flicking his tail proudly as he adjusted his coat."

Lupus smirked and facepawed briefly before looking the wolf over. "So what do you do for fun around here besides party and mess with humans?"

"Plan parties and find new ways to mess with the humans." Sky beamed laughing loudly.

Lupus rolled his eyes slightly and pulled his coat tighter round his torso. "Mind if I tag along on this, joke." He asked ensuring his large body was taken notice of.

Skyrim shrugged. "Sure, you gotta change your cloths though." He smirked finding the form fitting suit quite amusing.

"Sure, I'll work on that."

Six hours later and one change of cloths, Lupus was crouched in the dust with an afghan pulled over his muzzle. His black wings folded up to keep himself hidden from the revealing firelight as he and Skyrim with the wolf pack edged closer to the festival the native people were having. His lips curled slightly showing his pointed fangs, matching the others.

Skyrim crawled over to him, his top hat squashed down in 'stealth mode.' "Ready daemon?" He grinned motioning for the others to get into position.

"Yeah." Lup? grinned, trying not to show this was the most fun he'd had in months.

"Good, get ready and wait for my que." Sky grinned wide before getting up in his anthro form and loloping towards the celebration. He strode into the middle of the celebration and stood by the rotting carcass of a cow. "Good evening preciouses." He proclaimed. "I trust you're all having a fine evening keeping everyone else away with your drum circles and ritual sacrifices?"

The natives looked at him with a mixture of confusion and anger. Se thinking he was some sort of daemon reaching for their pangas.

"I'll take your stunned silence as a 'yes but we're too stunned by your awesomeness and das coat to say so' he grinned wider, his brown eyes twinkling in the fire light. "Now," he began in Afrikaans. "I have a slight problem, the higher power that keeps you alive, not oxfam the other one, wants me to punish you for your noise."

The closest ring of male humans got up with various weapons and began to close in on him.

Sky pointed to his left and a huge collective howl came in making the villagers pause for a second.

"Now now preciouses, you don't want to anger the gods any more do you?"

They all looked at each other, questioning themselves, some still choosing to hit the thing they didn't understand.

Sky pointed to his right this time causing a chilling growl to echo through the air and make the circle become bean shaped away from the source.

"The gods want you to do your rituals elsewhere preciouses, understand? Because, look at it this way, you're really annoying."

A group of them jumped at him and a hungry roar echoed through the air making them all stumble back as lulu landed infront of Sky in his feral form. The winged black wolf the size of a horse roaring again making the village people turn and flee, the other wolves biting and growling at them as the fled.

Sky beamed and called out. "Tatty bye preciouses!" Before taking his top hat off and pushing the top back up. "Well done daemon. You made them shit themselves." He chuckled throwing some cloths at the wolf.

Lupus shifted back into his human form and pulled on the loose cloths. "Thanks" Lupus grinned turning to head back to Sky's camp. "But er, can I talk to you in private for a bit?"

"Sure." Sky turned to his pack and waved his paw. "Get the party started back at the den preciouses" he walked Lupe away from the den and abandoned camp. "What do you need Bru?"

"I need to ask you something. I got hired by the Mistress to recruit you."

"Why does that cat need me?" He smirked pulling out a lollipop.

"She wants to build a army to wipe out the humans, you in?"

"Sure, only if I get to have a big megaphone to say that I declare exterminartus on the human race." He smiled flicking his tail.

"Uh, sure I guess." Lupe said looking perplexed at his answer, not thinking it would be that easy to recruit someone.

"To London then eh?" He smirked leading Lupe back to base for a drink(s)..