You see a wisp from the corner of your eye. You think nothing of it, out of nowhere a blue blur pounces from out of the shadows and tackles you to the ground. You quickly look try to turn your head to see who your attacker is but a steady hand holds your muzzle against the cold hard concrete. You feel the fur on the back of your neck heat up as my muzzle slowly moves to your ear. You’re desperately trying to move your head as a chilling voice reaches your ears.
