Pecca sprinted through the dry shrubs. She had nearly been seen wondering along the side of the road by a passing SUV that belonged to one of the Schools. She knew she was probably close to one and kept an eye out for the camera's that sprouted out of the ground. She could began to tire as her hands and feet began to ache and she was running out of breathe, but she had to keep going. Just a little longer.<br/><br/>Her stiff Cheetah print hair, if you could even call it that, puffed up away from her head. Her long tail kept her balanced as she ran.  As a Cheetah-hybrid she could run up to 60 miles an hour for a short while. But now she kept a 30 mile an hour pace. Her over-sized ribcage supplied her with plenty of oxygen and her long slender build created less wind resistance. The most noticeable mutation though was her legs. Strong and muscular and triple-jointed like a cat, they propelled her across the landscape.  Her hands and feet were covered in callus' so the pebbles she stepped on did not bother her. The only clothing she wore was a loose tanktop that fit around her large chest, and a pair of jean short-shorts around her waist. Nothing else looked as if it would fit over her large thighs.<br/><br/>In the distance she saw something. A town! No, that meant people. But she did not smell much of anything. Except for Bruisers. Their stench filled the air. It was sickening. She kept going towards the town, but kept her eyes open for the human-bear shape-shifters.<br/><br/>The moment she got into town she saw a group of Bruisers. They were...running towards her? But had they seen her? Or smelled her? Before she could slow down she tripped on a large object and tumbled into the ground hard, skidding towards the Bruisers. She jumped up and found that what she had tripped over was a hunched-back mutant. Time seemed to stop as she looked at him. Someone like her. She hadn't seen one since she escaped.