*You can essentially ignore the human form since it doesn't have any part for the story, its just a design for something else but I put the picture here so you can see what Ruth looks like*
Rocket's pov
When we had all changed into the prison outfits, I walked out into the food hall alongside Groot. I looked around and spotted the familiar fur patterns of Ruth. I jumped from Groot's shoulder and walked towards her.
"Ruth" I greeted, standing next to her.
"Don't call me that" she hissed. That mutt came up next to her, growling at me and pressing his body up against her body. I looked down at him, making eye contact with him.
"Why did you pick up some dog?" I ask, looking back at Ruth.
"He's not a dog" she states back, tail swishing. I make eye contact with her to which she turns her head away.
"The only reason you aren't dead right now is because I haven't got a weapon on me at this moment" she states, crossing her arms. I look at the dog who turns to the side, ears pricked as he looked towards something.\
"So you swapped us out for a mutt?"
"Shadow isn't a mutt and you left me" she snapped back, claws showing with a glint.
"I didn't leave you. You got shot and died. You shouldn't even be alive right now" I object, looking over. The leg and metal slab in her arm were new. They hadn't been there before. She turned away from me with a swish of her tail, the dog following close behind her with pricked ears.
"What's wrong with her?" Quill asked, looking over towards Ruth.
"That's not your business" I snap at him, looking over my shoulder at him.
"Don't get your fur in a twist. I was just asking" he objected. I heard noise again and looked over. Ruth was over with some other guy and it would have looked fine, if it wasn't for the fact that her dog was growling up at the guy, shoulders tensing. I pricked my ears, walking closer to them to find out what was going on.
"You little bitch. You think you can beat us. You have no weapons and only your stupid shifter to rely on" he hissed out, reaching for Ruth. The dog snapped at his hand, teeth sinking into his hand. He brought his hand back and proceeded to kick the mutt.
"Stupid shifter" he spat at him before turning back to Ruth.
"You're dead rodent" he hissed out, reaching for her again. He was intercepted by Quill.
"Come on now. It can't be all bad right" he laughed.
"That bitch got me in here" he hissed out, looking at Ruth who raised an eyebrow at him.
"Yeah well if you want her then you gotta go through us" I object, pointing at Groot behind me. He looked over at us then Ruth again, debating whether he should continue with what he was going to do. Ruth looked over at me but kept her mouth shut. She was going along with it.
"Yeah, and why's that" he asks, looking down at me. I stood tall.
"She's with us. You ain't part of the team" I reply, curling my tail slightly. He looked over me again before backing down.
"This isn't over rodent" he hissed at Ruth before walking away from us.
"I could have handled that myself" she states, brushing her paws over her uniform.
"Says the tiny raccoon to the guy who could pick her up without any effort"
"If I had a knife then it would be in your throat at this exact moment" she snarls, swishing her tail.
"Are all raccoons angry?" he asks.
"We ain't raccoons" I snap at him, fur bristling. He looked over at me but didn't say anything else about that topic. The dog stumbled over, shaking out his fur before sitting down next to Ruth. She pet his head before walking past me, tail flicking into my chest as she walked past.
"She's touchy" Quill stated, raising an eyebrow. I didn't respond, only looked in the direction that Ruth had went.
"So what's your relationship with her. You dating or something?"
"No"
"So you're sex partners"
"No"
"Friends"
"Questionable"
"Alright. Friends it is" I flicked my ears, mentally willing him to be quiet.
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