CHAPTER: THIRTYONE

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(⚠️Warning⚠️ Contains Gore And Nudity)

In STONECREEK, a male raccoon hiker was walking on a trail on the western trial side of the park.
But that was when the Hiker noticed a bloody but dried and smeared paw print against the trunk of a pine tree.
But when he turns around the corner, he notices of looks like a lion male mammal child.

"Oh, my god...." The hiker muttered.

He pulled out his phone and called the ambulance.
When the phone rang against his ear.
But he doesn't realize it as he walks back through the trail to the entrance and parking lot of the hiking trail area.
That a hooded figure was in the middle of the woods, only a few feet from what to reveal was a lion child dissected, and his body parts were taken and ripped apart, laying in motionless, covered and drenched in his blood in the woods, laying dead, and unmoving.
And then the hooded figure left, walking deeper into the woods, letting the woods blend itself as it walked more profoundly in the woods.
With multiple toothy sharp-edged teeth on the creature's face, a slight fade of dried but slightly wet blood on the edge of its lips, leaking from the corners of its predatory mouth.
That's when it started to walk deeper into the woods, hearing police sirens and the vehicle lights from The STONECREEK police department (SPD)

Unknown Female's POV
I was walking through the woods away from what will be a crime/murder scene. My stomach started growing again, feeling a desperate need for flesh and blood again. That child wasn't as fulfilling as the others I have feasted on in this town.

And I needed to be able to reform back to my original state.

I hoped to return to my disguised form before any mammal noticed anything unusual about or from me.

I had to stay between the trees before walking out from the edge of the trees into an open parking space leading to a breakfast dining restaurant called Bob's Pancake House.

Once, it took about 60 seconds for my body to return to its usual disguised state, so I stepped out of the woods.

I walked up to a park area and found my usual place, a public park restroom. I knocked on the door, hoping no homeless mammals were sleeping or doing business inside.

Hearing nothing, I went into the restroom, soon surrounded by graffiti on the wall and the smell of Urine inside.

Locking the inside of the door, which I already knew because I was already

I then started to take off my clothes, setting them folded on the edge of the sink because it was at least the clean area of the restroom I was in.

Once, I was completely nude.

I started to take a moment to breathe, inhaling and exhaling, and as I shifted entirely back into the form I was going from between the 4 and 2 weeks, I've been in between a raccoon and a red fox.

After 120 seconds, I could be in my red fox form.

Taking a moment to recompile myself, I was able to put the clothes si was wearing on me, but before I could do anything else, I was able to wash my dark grey hoodie jacket. Once that was done, I carefully and slowly left the public park restroom, walking out and away from the park to a pitch-black coated modified camper van.

Covering my head and face partly from the hoodie I was wearing.

I was walking up to the van.

Which was parked near a restaurant called Bob's Pancake House.

I was about to pull out the keys to the vehicle from my hoodie pocket pouch when I started to smell something.

I wasn't sure what it was, but it was different, something I had never smelled before.

That's when I started to smell the scent even more.

Taking a few strong inhales of the scent that I picked up, I turned to see where the smell was coming from, then the scent grew stronger when I looked to see what appeared to be some mammal or something wearing a space helmet and was inside the cafe reading something.

Once I noticed the creature's scent in the restaurant, I started to focus and know that the smell was coming from the mammal inside the building.

Something...It smelled of burning campfires and something else I couldn't smell.

Or tell what it was.

Even though I have lived in this world for what felt like forever.

It was something I wasn't able to identify.

I stopped to notice something from one of the open glass windows of the pancake house's interior. It was sitting alone.

I then walked on an open street full of parked cars.

Away from the van to avoid dragging its attention from where it was inside the building.

Once I walked a few parking spaces away from the building, I sat on one of the curbs of the parking space sitting at its edge.

Able to see the creature from outside and watch and observe the mammal or creature from outside the building.

Adam's POV
I was reading a book about a young man who has been wandering in the woods and meets a friend, an imaginary friend that only appears in the woods because the frequency from outside the woods blocks them from cell phones and technology. Still, the woods was a free open network of nature and wildlife.

I was in the Pancake House, ordering a coffee I barely touched. It was only to show and make the mammals assume that I was having breakfast, but I was only here to be alone, defrag from everywhere else, and try to figure out about Gaz and Max. Hopefully, I'll figure something out.

I sighed and paid for my coffee even though it was untouched.

I paid for it anyway, and that's when I was about to leave when I noticed one of the servers in the restaurant struggling. The waitress was a female giraffe, and at that moment, she needed help, so I gave the waitress a tip giving it to her when she was at the payment desk. She thanked me, and I left.

When I return to the hotel, everything will be mellow when I get there, and I can take a moment to breathe.

To be continued
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