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A young woman sat on the counter of the bar, her feet swung back and forth over the edge. It was hard, mostly impossible, to tell she was a female. To all who would look at her would surely mistake her for a male despite the pink patch she had sewn to her pants. Her hair was short and black and hidden beneath the brim of her brown puffy hat. She gazed over the brim of her glasses, wondering where on earth the tender of this bar may be. Her tongue clicked in annoyance, there were scraps of wood behind the bar, she assumed there must have been a scuffle in this bar at some point.. perhaps that is why the bartender is not here. She did not bother to steal, and after all she did not drink alcohol anyway.

She merely lifted her head and tilted it, turning to face the woman who had just run in. "Yer door is unlocked.. or the lock is broken.. pretty sure it's the broken lock one." She spoke as her eyes followed along the path of destruction from whatever went on the night before. "Ya know.. you should be more careful when running a business.. if ya don't fix yer lock people could steal things."

"Heck no, I ain't here to protect nobody and I ain't holding no fort down. I just came in to sleep and then I was hungry and you weren't here so I waited to buy some breakfast."

She watched the woman begin cleaning, though didn't make a move to help out, "unless you'd rather me steal it... and I'm older than twelve. You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

She swung her feet around and hopped off the counter, behind the bar. She started to rummage around, opening cupboards and drawers and peeking into a door that lead to the back, not sure if this place even had a kitchen or not. "So whatcha got to eat?"

The creature ran through the forest as fast as he could. He found that running on all fours put more space between him and his captors, much faster than running on two legs, although he did run much faster than they did, no matter what. His escape went unnoticed as his captors were trying to put out a fire on the other side of their camp site. After breaking out, the creature had taken to the trees as to not leave footprints on the ground, but after a while, he decided to take to the ground, because he was having trouble balancing on the slipery branches, as it had begun to rain.

He didn't know where he was, but any place was better than where he was from. He found it odd that even though it was raining, there was a thick fog. He couldn't see anything, but he kept going ahead. After a few minutes of running, a wall appeared out of nowhere, which he almost ran into, but saw it just in time. The wall was high, and he knew even he couldn't jump up that high. He placed a paw on the wall, and followed it. He wondered what was inside the walls. Then he found a whole just big enough him to fit through. He crawled through the hole and stood on the other sde of the wall, to find himself staring at a town. There was no fog in the town, but it was raining lightly. "Where am I?" he asked himself quietly.

He then heard someone coming towards him, so he lept around the nearest corner. He needed a place to stay in, but every place looked as if were a home, and there were lights on in most places. So, he continued to run. As he ran, he heard voices coming from in front of him at a distance, so he decided to turn, but he also heard voices from behind him. He didn't have time to think. He entered the first door he found unlocked. It was filled with boxes and other things; but he took no time to examine them, instead closed the door quietly and stayed silent. He waited a few moments and decided to try and find something to eat. As he walked through the room, his tail swung slightly from side to side, due mainly to the fact the he was free from his imprisonment. As he explored, he tripped over something and slammed into the shelves and all their contents crashed to the floor and on top of him. He stayed still and hoped no one heard him.

((My character is a Lion Anthropomorph, just so you know what you will find in the room.))

"Get back" she stepped infront of the kid. she crossed the threshold of the stock room with caution. "who's here?" There was no answer. without turning to address the boy behind her she sighed. "all that bangin around you did, just knocked the stock over." she took a few more confident steps to peer around the crates...

"My word." Dea gasped, quickly containing her composure.
"It's nothing. Just... uhm, a cat. So just get outta here kid. We're closed."

She leaned against the doorframe and looked over to the woman who owned the establishment "Just a cat, huh? Some cat you got there. Kind of big for a cat, aint he?" She stepped further into the stock room, taking closer notice of the contents of the boxes, she still hadn't gotten her breakfast, afterall.

"Ya don't bother me none, but careful for this old lady here, she's a bit feisty. Says it's closed, but she didn't bother to fix the front door.. or lock it.. 'parently she dint do nothin to the back door neither, aint really a safe joint to hang around, aint it?"

"Kittens?" the creature looked behind himself and around the rooms. "I do not see any kittens. And the only thing I want is a place to stay for a couple days. I'm sorry to inconvenience you, but if you allow me to stay, I could clean up the mess I made, and fix your front door, if what your friend say is true." The creature was now a little calmer, and he felt something warm running down his side. He looked at his right side to see it soaked in blood. He then remembered that his previous captors, shot at him as he made his escape, he just never realized that he was grazed. He clutched his side and hunched over a little bit.