Francis heard a shot being fired behind him. Damn hunters! Okay okay okay, how could he lose them this time? Another shot, this one closer. Damn these stubby little paws of his. "If only I was able to be stronger<span style="font-style: italic">without</span>that nasty side effect." he grumbled in animal-speak. A third shot ricocheted off a tree he was hiding behind. "Shit!" he squeaked as he dodged another bullet. "Is there ANY WAY to lose these idiots!"<br/><br/>Then he ran out of forest.<br/><br/>Running through a park that seemed to only have one girl sitting in it, He started thinking up new ways to get back at lady luck. "I'm a sitting duck out here!" he practically screamed. As the hunters got out of the adjacent forest, Francis hopped into the girl's lap "Please please pleeeeeaaaaaase understand me! Play along!" he said in animal speak, then activated his Trickery Magic which made the hunters think he was a small chihuahua.<br/><br/>"Awwww... what a cute dog! Say lady? have you seen a small fox run through here? It's kind of important we find him. Damn thing's been stealing food for weeks from the campers in the woods over there."<br/><br/>Francis silently prayed she wouldn't say anything that gave them away.