Snippet #2376827

Yellow Fox withdrew a knife that sat in her belt, considering striking. It seemed like the best thin that she could do in this situation, and it would save difficulty with Wolf and Lion later...something began to distract her however.


"Oh, do shut up." Yellow Fox muttered as the intercom began shouting, turning for a moment to regard it, in time for the doors to lock down. Shit. What was all this stuff for? She had used her little nasty stuff trick a dozen times and this had never happened before.

It took her a few moments to watch the working of the electrics and attempt to figure it out, however in that time she caught movement from the corner of her eye and suddenly, everything went black.

When the young woman's senses returned she took a few moments to realize where she was. She could see the sky and the rain overhead, feel the sparse brush of the trackside underneath her, hear the rasping of flames and burning. It was the figure though, their arms wrapped round her, that immediately spurred her into action. Yellow Fox began to struggle, trying to pull away, but the grip of this figure was as the hug of a bear. It was not giving in to her attempts.
"Let go of me!" she shouted at the top of her voice, the sound muffled by the confines of the mask.