"He fell off of this roof" she said gesturing to the roof "-and theres a shifter trapped in there." she gestured to the window frowning with concern.

I lock my talons down on the branch that sways lightly in the breeze. My feathers and ruffled, and I turn my head around to fix them. I sigh, and hum as I work. My feathers dealt with, I resume my watch on the back door, which was grimy and covered in dirt and who know's what.

'Just wait. Wait Athena. It's almost time.' I think, growing impatient with every second. My temper is short at best. 'It's almost time. Just a few more seconds.' I think. My temper grows thinner with each passing second. I know it's just a matter of time--and in this case, a very short one--before I crack.

'No. You must wait.' I think repeatedly to myself, even though I know that it does no use. 'Ok, now.' I think as I unlock my talons, and just let myself drop. I catch myself on a thermal, my eyes glued to the door. I dive down, realizing that the thermal has carried me too far. I break through several more before catching myself again and flapping to a landing.

I feel a ripple pass through my body, and then, I'm human again. I grab the stolen police investigation badge, and knock loudly on the door. I know the man who lives here to often take a drink or too, and he is a little hard of hearing.

I knock again, before my high-tech ears catch the whiff of strong alcohol--beer, presumably--and the locks coming undone. The door slides open, and before me stands a fat, unshaven man who looks stocky and slightly angry, with a beer bottle in his left hand, and the TV Remot Control in the other.

I breath in, and say, "Agent Jennifer Kylows, I've had a report of you keeping exotic animals in horrible living conditions. This is illegal, and I've come to check in and make sure that you do not have any exotic animals in your apartment, mister.". I feel proud, and slightly vain, but I keep my strong, dominant stance. 'Show no mercy Athena. You need to break her out.' I think to myself. I'm coming to rescue the shapeshifter in distress.

((A reply to you weba! ^^ <3 ))

Remeleen notices a girl with a badge talking to the digusting scented man. Shes Helping! she thought to her self. Her eyes locked onto the wolf golden ones and moved her head towards the girl with the badge. She mouths 'shes trying to help'

Nicole watches as the "police officer" comes to the door and knocks. She glances back at the window at the other three shifters watching the first one for a few moments. Then she attempts to stick her head through the bars of the cage in an attempt to free herself, although she knows it will not work, since she has tried many times before.

Her owner glares at the officer. "Yeah, so? What're you gonna do about it?" He appears disinterested with the badge and leans against the doorway. He takes a cigar out of his pocket and lights it, blowing the smoke into the officer's face.

"What?! Who gave you that information?" says the stout man. "That is classified." I say, still reigning supreme over this conversation. "Who gave you that information?!" he shouts, beer and spit being squirted all over my face. "That's classified. I just need to see around your home to make sure you don't have any illegal animals." I say, wiping the spit from my face.

I push the man out of the way, and enter the apartment. The man totters after me, shouting insults and curses at me. I carefully ignore him. 'Hold your anger in Athena, hold it in.' I think. I walk briskly aroudn the apartment, and mve over to where I know he hides most of the cages, his living room. I can see my target, a fox. 

I'm still in character, so I gasp, and pretend to be shocked. "Listen mister. The animals that you have here are illegal! I don't have a warrant, so I can't take all of them, but I'll be back soon with one. You'd better of released or dealt with all of these animals by then, or else. For now, I'll get you started, and take that fox, right there." I say, pointing, my voice assertive.

"Hang on! You can't just waltze in here and take my animals!" says the man. "Yes I can. It's against the law. Unless you have a permit, and I don't think you do." I say. 'Sh.it! Now I seem fishy!' I think. The man must be too drunk to notice, because he just says, "But you can't!"

"I'm afraid I can." I say, walking over and picking up the cage with my target fox in it. I walk out of the apartment quickly. I don't look back at the man, who's standing in the doorway, shouting curses and insults at me again. I can hear the door slam, but I don't look back. I simply keep walking, back to the tree that I started from.

Then, I shift back into my Barn owl form, and fiddle with the lock until it gives a satisfactory click. "You can go now. Try not to get into that situation again? Hmm." I say to the fox.

(sorry if this is PPing)

((It's fine. xD))

Nicole squeezes her way out of the cage as soon as she is able. Almost immediately, she shifts back to human form and turns to her rescuer. "Thank you," she says, her voice sounding strange after being so long in her fox form. "I am in your debt. I was out hunting one day about six years ago in my fox form. All of a sudden I felt a sharp sting in my left shoulder and everything went black. The next thing I knew, I was in that cage, and I've been there ever since." She stretches, then catches sight of her mangled, dirty hair and grimaces. "I don't know what to do now."

"Well, I've got places to go, shapeshifters to save. Sometimes I view it as my job to rescue you guys. I've been working on your case for three years." I say, shifting back to my human form. "The names Athena, by the way, Athena Night" I say, offering my hand to the girl. I can see a few of my feathers drifting in the wind, but that always happens when you fly.

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The net is made of plastic, the kind that no matter how hard you chew, you can never break through it. "So you're the little devil that's been stealing the food, eh? Not so scary now, are ya?" says the catcher, who is a large man, tall, wearing pajama's. 'True, I have been stealing your food, but what do you expect em to do, make it magically reappear again?' I think. I would shift, but I don't want to offer a heart attack.

The net is picked up, and I feel myself drop to the bottom, with tufts of fur sticking out oddly, making this a very uncomfortable position for me. I see a door being opened, and then I am chucked outside into the muddy grass. My fur is ruined, and the door slams behind me. I stand there, looking over the state of my pelt, when the door opens again, and a bucket of warm water is poured over me.

Now I'm wet, muddy, not hungry, and wishing I was somewhere else. I simply sit there. Above me, gray, ominous clouds are beginning to fom. The first few drops are even falling. One hits my nose, sending me in a spaz that shoots me back three feet. 'Great, now I'm wet, muddy, not hungry, and being rained on.' I think sarcastically.

Kirsty watches them before looking around and turning into a Folf. She walked over to the fox and barn owl and sat down tilting her head at them. "Is everything ok?" She asked them her head tilted as she watched them.

She was curious about them and wanted to know more about them. The wolf half of her genes want her to be around others while the fox half wanted to be on tis own till mating season. So she didn't know what to do and it made her have a somewhat split personality where she could be nice and friendly or anti socal to everyone around her.

((Ignoring me :|))

Remeleen listens curiously to the conversation. They seem to be talking about some kind of job, she thinks. She smiles politely and tucks her wavy white-blond hair behind her ears Revealing her black hoop earings. She straightens her shirt and cardigan.