The coyote was openly panting and drooling at the sight of the red furred female, he was hunting, running to the gate. As predicted, she was just like the others and refused to touch his slippery precautions to let herself out. He had her trapped in his packâ€™s former home and all he had to do is fill her up like a proper bitchâ€¦ though she still had her weapon.<br/><br/>The weapon was slipping towards the back of his mind though and becoming a lesser concern with every moment he waited. His balls and cock were aching from having been so long since they had filled a female, feeling almost as if they were swelling with the need for release.  Her scent was not helping either as she smelled hot and ready to be taken though she acted otherwise. His hips were beginning to rock with need as his mind daydreamed about seeing her tail held high in invitation for any to take her. It was all too much and the coyoteâ€™s mind fogged over once more with its new instincts, he needed to have her NOW!<br/><br/>What wind existed was blowing perfectly to drift down the coyoteâ€™s alley, the scent making his head swim and descend even further into bestial lust and his cock grew harder and balls ached for release. Whatever caution or plan it had originally went straight out the window as it was going to turn and breed this bitch in Heat until neither could move and both were satisfied. With a growling bark, the coyote charged down the alley it had been hiding in straight at Clara with instincts screaming to force her to the ground and fill her full of his meat and seed.<br/><br/>As he came barreling out of the alley, it becomes apparent that since the outbreak the virus had been doing some changes to its victims. The virus seemed able to cause additional mutations based on how successful its victims were at surviving and infecting others, possibly taking snippets of DNA from those the infect and incorporating it into its current host. While the coyote that came out of the dark alley was (or used to be) a standard coyote furry, there were some notable changes. The creatures bone structure had been altered to allow it to run/walk on either two legs or (as it was doing now) on all fours comfortable. His front paws/hands still could operate as normal human hands, allowing it to handle or grab things. Between its legs was a sizable canine member, shiny and slick from pre-ejaculatory fluids, and pair of enlarged testicles that it somehow was able to still move without being caused discomfort from them.  Despite its claws and fangs, was clear that this was a â€œrape beastâ€ rather than one of the predatory kinds and repurposed by the virus to catch and fill its â€˜preyâ€™ with its virus filled semen.<br/><br/>That is what it was going for too, as it went to lunge for Clara in the hopes of catching her and filling her as a proper coyote could. She might struggle and scream at first but he knew it would not be long before she would be happy and hornyâ€¦ just like himâ€¦ First he needed to catch her though or survived her weapon.