Austin grabbed a gun, a strange feeling coming over him. He picked up the gun and looked at it then said coolly," from what I think, the goal is to be the last one standing." He looked at the forest, considering the best plan. The best idea would be to remain hidden and let some of the competition lessen and then come out when it's the last people there. He nodded, rubbing his nose slightly. He might want to smear dirt onto the orange in his fur, make it less noticeable then before.