Morph

~Andrew~

I twitched. There was too much energy for me to stay still. Must warn those idiodic hyenas of the mama bear. Must warn. Must warn.

I jumped from branch to branch, then jumped directly in the path of the drooling mongrels. If I hadn't shifted just then, I'm sure I would've gotten eaten without a second's thought.

"Hello, there, chums." I said in my British accent that always seemed to attract girls.

****UH, guys I'm lost. Read my last post, if it went through, but Trent got away from the bear and had gone after whereever they went. :S****

**TN, you might want to post that again because we're coming to help you right now \~/**

Trent slowly walked towards the smell of the mamma bear and her cubs. He waited five minutes before ambling out next to where she was. She noticed him immediatly and got up on her hind feet roaring. She jumped at him and he didn't move fast enough before her claws dug deep into his sides. He backed up a little and ran towards where the group used to be. She followed at a run and he picked up his pace, at this rate he could lead her right to the hienas. He smiled when he didn't see his group, but could hear the hienas. He took off towards where they were until he was fully out of her site and then he doubled back and headed towards where the others were.

(((That was my post before, now I"ll add to it I guess)))

Trent's shoulder hurt from where he'd been clawed. He sniffed the air, where were they going, it was almost as if they were headed for where the momma bear had been. Were they crazy? He hurried after where they might be and spotted them. He shifted biting the inside of his lip to keep from crying out in pain from his shoulder which would bleed worse while he was in human form, he would have to shift back soon or pass out again.

"We need to get out of here!" He said looking at everyone before shifting as everything started to go black, it was better in his bear form, that momma had really got him.

Heather-

"Trent are you okay?"

He shifted back before he could answer and allowed us all to see his shoulder. A deep red gash cut into his shoulder. He must be in so much pain. I ripped the sleeve of my shirt and dipped it in water before wrapping it around his big furry arm.

The laughs of hyenas got closer and closer and a gun fired. Peter has his gun? Everyone in our group began scrambling back when another shot fired. I turned around and saw a wall of hyenas closing in and a squirrel with a gun. A squirrel with a gun?

The lead hyena shifted into a woman and Peter shifted next to her.

"It seems the hunt is ours," she said triumphantly. Shade bristled as did Jason and Carmen. Trent growled in his bear form, but it was weak. "If you come with us peacefully then you will come to no harm."

I was an owl, I couldn't fight. But I couldn't allow myself to be locked up. These creatures hurt Carmen, threatened Jason, and chased us down. I squared my shoulders and gulped.

"No."

Trent felt the adreneline start pumping through his body. He stood up on his hind legs and roared. He wanted to make these guys go away. He was tired of it, all he wanted was peace and quiet.



*ugh, tears, I'll leave it at that*

Heather-

The woman didn't flinch at his roar, but narrowed her eyes at all of us. "Fine, have it your way."

She shifted, as did Peter, and barked. Her orders sent the wall of hyenas hurtling towards us. I shifted quickly and flew up in the air. With my talons extended, I dived down and closed my eyes, feeling the flesh rip against my claws. It was sickening, but this fight was for survival.

I saw Carmen teasing two hyenas in the river and kept splashing and swimming, avoiding their jaws. Trent and Ballow were working together and Shade was covering Jason's back. My eyes locked onto the squirrel and I dived again. He didn't see me coming since he was too busy shooting his gun, but before I could reach him, my wing was clipped by Damien's claws and I fell to the ground.

~Damien~

I circled above the group, quite misrible. Had someone cursed my existance or was my luck really this bad? The squirel man had told my captors where they were and now it looked like they were a bit screwed. And it was my fault.

Flinching when...er...Trent had roared, I felt some hope. Then I remembered the squirrel and his gun. Tell me, how is a squirel British?



~Andrew~

I sniffed, smelling the bear's blood. Blood made the hyenas hungry and a bit energetic so I knew we had a serious chance. Unlike my evil companions, I had no idea which animal was which and I didn't trust the bird flying above us not to eat me...or Liz and Peter to stop him from eating me. I wasn't well liked.

Deciding I didn't want to get eaten before taking over the world, I shifted back into my human form and held the gun level at the bear. He would die more quickly than he would have normally because of blood loss.

"Did you just say no?" I asked, swiping my red hair from my eyes. I glared at the bear, "And you, shut up." If anyone tried to kill me, I'd go squirrel and escape; or maybe just claw their eyes out.

Trent growled low and looked at the guy that had been a squirl. He heard Heather cry out in pain and he glanced at her, laying between him and the squirrl. He growled and dropped his shoulder before running at the man avoiding the bullet that came at him. Once he was near Heather he snatched her up in his paw and narrowed his eyes at the man with the gun.

Don't tell me to shut up. He growled in his own head not caring that no one heard what he was saying. He laid Heather next to Ballow then growled and ran at the man everything going black in his world as the bear inside of him took over fighting for survial and the fact that he hated all humans.



***Can I make a girl that is just human, nothing special about her?***

~Andrew~

"Well, I believe I'm slightly screwed. Note to self; pissing off bears is a bad idea." I shot at the bear again, missed him, and shifted. I would be harder to trample...well, at least catch, in my animal form. Bears also didn't have a burning hate for squirels so I was pretty safe unless something tried to eat me.

Running to a tree, I climbed a high branch (difficult considering the gun) and shifted again. The branch bent, but supported my weight. I laughed and pointed the gun at the bear again. He'd gone after me and was staring up at me with hate in his eyes. I laughed again.


~Damien~

Nononononono. God, no! I officially hated those bad guys. They'd gotten smart and buzzed me again. While tyring to catch myself, I'd clipped that owl-chick...Heather, I think. Now they really would hate me...not that I actually care. I'd pretty much expected it by now with my feaking luck.

**Uh, there is only one kind of bear that can't climb, and I think that's the black bear. He's a brown bear. :S But I'll not have him follow up sense his shoulder is hurt.**

Trent growled, he would've followed but there was no way his shoulder would let him. He slammed his paw into a heyena and held it down with one paw keeping his eyes on the guy in the trees


**UGH**

Peter and Liz, just before the fight

A red squirrel darted into Peter's vision,and his eyes went wide with a sudden savage hunger. There was a tremble of recognition deep inside his mind, but in his animal form, he was almost completely savage. He jumped at the tiny animal, and it was only Liz pushing him out of the way with an irritated snarl that prevented him eating it.

The squirrel shifted up into human form, prompting the same from Liz and Peter. "Hello there, chums!" He said brightly, British accent slightly overdone.

Liz smiled at him, "Nice to see you again, Andrew, when'd they send you along?"

He shrugged, "Just recently, but listen, there's a-"

One of the hyenas raised its head and sniffed a little, then let out a series of loud barks. Andrew drew a pistol from his jacket, smirking and firing a shot in the direction the hyena was barking in, and Peter and Liz both shifted and led the pack in that direction.

**

Liz looked around them, of the twenty five in their pack, one was yapping at an owl that had swooped at him, another two were chasing otter girl around in the stream, eight were circling Shade and Jason cautiously, and the rest were gathered around the bear. Liz focused on Shade, pacing steadily towards those of her pack that were gathered near him. Shade. My old enemy... She let out a low growl and shook herself, she'd be easy for him to recognise, she was easily larger than any of the other hyenas there, even her brother.

Jason

He saw one particularly large hyena making its way towards him and Shade. Then behind it was the one he recognised as Peter, having seen him shift before.

Jason let out a low growl, his hackles rising as his whole body tensed. Peter...you tried to hurt Carmen... His whole body was twitching with adrenaline, as if he actually had drank his morning coffee, and after another moment's hesitation, he abandoned whatever kind of plan he and Shade had seemed to have.

He leapt forward towards two of the smaller hyenas, bowling them over as he barrelled towards Peter. The hyena snarled and set its paws wide, bone-crushing jaws bared at him.

The ocelot slammed into the hyena with all the force Jason could muster. Given that the programme that had created them had been a military one, most of them were physically superior to a proper animal. Even so, Peter still weighed far more than him in his hyena form, and it was only Jason's greater agility that was keeping him alive at this stage.

Their claws raked at each other, Jason very nearly disregarding his own safety in his effort to kill Peter, his neck more than once coming close to being crushed by Peter's jaws.

**I don't have a problem with TN having a human character. All who object, speak up**

Heather-

I saw blood leak from where Damien scratched my wing. My arm was in shear pain. How could he do that, the traitor! I picked myself up with my good arm and sat up, only to be face to face with another hyena.

He growled and I closed my eyes, preparing for the pain. Something roared and I opened my eyes just in time to see a huge bear knock the hyena away. The only problem was that Trent was near the tree and the bear in front of me was the mama bear from before.

Name: Pippa
Age: 16
Good/Bad: Good
Looks: http://marinshe.deviantart.com/art/The- ... V-65193188
Other: Could she maybe be able to talk to animals? I don't care if you say no.


Trent slammed his paw into another one of the stupid laughing dogs. They were really getting on his nerves. He looked up and saw the momma bear tear into one and he blinked, what was she doing here? Were her cubs around? Not that he could smell, what would drive her to come here.



***I"ll bring in Pippa when I get an answer about her talking to animals.***

Carmen

It felt nice to have the advantage of being in the water. I can't believe the luck we had of being so close to the river! I lured a couple hyenas to follow me into the water. They claws and bit at me, but I twisted and dodged all their attackes. I even dove down to get rocks to throw at them. I struggled to lift a particularly heavy rock, but it was worth it. I got one and the other and pretty soon, the two of them were unconcious and floating down the river. My spirits didn't last long, though.

There were still so many of them. Plus that damned squirrel with the gun.

But that gave me an idea. I hopped out of the river and as discretely as I could, I skirted around all the fights and got to the back of the tree. I dug my claws into the bark and tried to lift myself up. I'd never climbed a tree in otter for before, and let me tell you, it wasn't a fun expirience, but finally I got to the branch the squirrel was on. He was faced the other way, in human form, so I shifted as well, hoping he wouldn't notice me.

He was still shooting haphazardly at Trent and everyone else, but also speaking in a ridiculous accent. I waited quietly on my branch, waiting for the perfect moment to-

There it was! Right in arms length! I grabbed at the gun, but his hold on it was too tight.

"What the-!" he shouted, turning around and realizing I was there. He turned and pointed the gun at me, but before I could process what to do, I found myself pushing him out of the tree.

It seemed to me, he was falling in slow motion, staring up at me with big angry eyes. And just as he hit the ground, the gun went off. Some one screamed.



*I don't know if otters can climb trees, but let's pretend they can?*