Random:
Unbeknowest
to preys, naturally since it involved quite a lot of factors that
were simply beyond the comprehension of critters who resided in the
nature preserves or run down abandoned slums, the reason the early
hours of the morn were so devoid of predators was because it just so
happened to be the scant hour or two inbetween shift changes for
professional hunters! Nights were so dangerous because most predators
being nocturnal clammered for the privilage of the graveyard shift,
and by

Random:
Veronica stifled a hiccup as she jiggled the key to her apartment, a
faint flush to her cheeks as she smiled and pushed inside with an
idle hand rubbing over her slightly distended belly. "Home sweet
home~" she purred mostly to herself but also in an intentional
announcement to her passanger, giving her tummy a squeeze for
emphasis of the double entandre while she kicked the door closed
behind her and slinked towards the living room with trademark catlike
fancy. She stopped hal

She
never once regarded you with anything other than the same, unchanging
smile along with that “look” in her eyes. “Look” - even if
spoken, it would be pronounced as if in quotation marks. It was one
of those gazes that told stories, could fill volumes. In it, you
could tell instantly how she saw you and felt about you; how her kind
saw and felt about you. Still, you somehow knew, even now it was
without doubt plastered on her face the same as it was when you were
in a better position t

Isaac
Shadetail:
The
squirrelly chittered restlessly as he shifted in his little hiding
place. Species like his were adept at staying in the same place for a
prolonged period of time, but it had been...a /very/ prolonged period
of time. The was a prey equilibrium to it; extreme danger and risk
taking followed by a long period of hiding and stillness and overly
cautious, nearly paranoid silence. Almost as if to make up for the
amount of risk necessary for an earlier action, prey types tend to
spe

[redacted]:
Prey Slums. These are neighborhoods nobody would really want to live
in. All the houses were worn down and didn't fully function. However,
these places were built for those that didn't have much of a choice
in the matter, the ones that would settle for just about anywhere
just so they would be able to keep what excuse of a life they had.
These places were built for prey. That's where the name came from.
Now, this wasn't meant to shelter the prey. In fact, it's supposed to
trick the p

randomfox12245:
(11:03:28 PM) do I look like I'm in the business of avoiding
squirrels? =9
Isaac
Shadetail: (11:07:02 PM) <<' ...um...no, judging by a number of
different qualities you possess (your species and belly size in
particular)...I suppose you d-don't...
Isaac
Shadetail: (11:07:07 PM) My squirrelly friends and I have all placed
bets on how many of us you can fit! They all lowballed it, but they
don't know you like I do! I'm so gonna win all of their acorns! =D
randomfox12245:
(11:

"Can
you believe it?"
"That's
amazing, man - I can't believe you didn't get caught with that
stuff."
"I
mean, cop sitting RIGHT THERE and he doesn't even notice."
"That's
crazy."
"I
thought for sure he was gonna search me. I mean, what else could it
have been? I was waiting on a fucking street corner, a car pulled up,
I handed the guy money, he handed me a small packet of something.
What else could that be?"
"You're
lucky we have shitty cops

Isaac
Shadetail: There are varying degrees of success if we're looking
through a squirrelly lens on the topic of food. First of all, having
food in the first place is a pretty successful thing if you're a
squirrel given the conditions prey in the modern world are forced to
endure. While it could be said that at least prey nowadays have
shelter (even if it happens to be in the form on burnt-out old
buildings with no heat that leak and everything, et cetera) and are
at the very least somewhat prot