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[color 33ec06][center] Marcus Howell[/center][/color]
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Marcus was having himself a lovely time. He’d been given a ball of yarn to play with and keep him out of trouble (chestnut colored of course, but he wasn’t complaining) and, for now, he was happily batting the thing back and forth, without a care in the world.

Then he got turned into a lynx, which was pretty weird.

When the guards burst into the room, he’d basically done the work of restraining for them. A lynx, tied up with chestnut threads, trying its damnedest to free itself without opposable thumbs. One of the guards laughed at the sight, before clearing his throat and trying to look as professional as he could given the circumstances. They didn’t even pack him into a carrier, they just lifted him like a small child and carried him out, much to his irritation.

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It had taken a fair amount of time for Marcat…er…Mar[i]cus[/i] to get himself untangled, especially after he'd been unceremoniously dumped on the ground, still in a mess. When he did though, there stood the most triumphant looking lynx in a three mile radius. It was an interesting feeling to say the least; he was fast and agile now, a skill he tested by nimbly bounding through some of the ruins with an odd sense of glee.

Now though, he was hungry. Something in his mind stirred. He didn’t want the food laid out for him, he wanted to [i]hunt[/i]. There was certainly enough prey around, but also a few predators he didn’t want to piss off; especially the few dogs that wandered around.

No! Those were his classmates! He didn’t want to eat his classmates!

But some of those birds did look delicious…and that little chinchilla he’d seen scurry off; that probably wouldn’t be too hard to track down.

[i][color 33ec06]Hey! Knock it off, brain! Stop it![/color][/i]

Maybe he’d try and find a nice sunny spot, instead. Somewhere up in one of the buildings, where the warmth collected just perfectly. Yeah: that sounded nice.