The Troubled Prolouge
#1 of The Troubled
Just a basic outline for this storyline, my first post ever
The hideout was modest, I had to admit that, it was an old garage in the Chicago industrial district. At one time it must have been some sort of repair shop, it had a random assortment of tools and rusty old parts. It was a two stories with a shallow attic, the second floor was a loft that took up only the rear half with a stairwell in the back corner and an off-center wall dividing it in half.
The team, we're outcasts, nobodies, anarchists, "troubled". There's me, Garrett, a Timber Wolf, broad frame, athletic, a matt black back and a silver chest with an odd sheen and matching eyes. I manage the hideout, supplies, and materials. And then there's Hana, a Dalmatian, scrawny, a genius, normal coloration with golden eyes. She helps around the hideout and manages recruiting. Next are the twins Darius and Dallas, completely identical, Otters, scrawny, athletic, navy blue fur, sky blue eyes. They work together in the field, scavenging for food and supplies. Lastly there's Maximus, a Bull, Broad framed, an absolute mound of muscle, and he has grey hide and red eyes. He just stays at the hideout sometimes, we see him about twice a week, and he barely talks too any of us but always brings a couple twenties to help out.