Fear was everywhere, but it wasn't the kind he was searching for. Just normal everyday fear that the people here lived with. They were in an area where most people minded their own business unless they were either looking for a death wish or a piece of the action. Which suited them just fine as it usually meant any screamers would be ignored. Achilles did not mind the screamers, but too close and his ears were always left ringing afterward. Some of them humans could get high pitched and hold it for insane amounts of time. He had to learn how they do it so he knew which ones to avoid the next time around though he had yet to do so. Usually they were dead long before they could get the breath needed to let loose such a scream.<br/><br/>Hearing her speak, he looked towards were she was gazing at. He saw the same thing she did. He could even smell the anger and fear and frustration rolling off them both. Sweat was mixed in as well and whatever perfume the vixen was wearing aggravated his nose and he had to suppress a sneeze by biting his tongue. As the metallic taste of his own blood filled his mouth and the pain took focus off his sneeze, the vixen and shark moved off to a more private place. Which he thought just a bit funny as no place was private here. He often thought that all it was less eyes watching you as the case was proven by them watching the two make their deal and have their little spat.<br/><br/>The gunshot was loud and echoed in his head. If he been closer, he was sure he would have gone deaf from it. He hadn't seen the glint of the gun and wasn't prepared for the sound that usually followed such a weapon. "A little warning might have been nice," he grumbled under his breath. He heard her through the ringing in his ears and realize he had to push it away. It was a distraction and one he didn't need.<br/><br/>Shaking himself, he only took a few seconds to reorient himself and charge towards the area the vixen and shark had gone down. He moved fast, hunched low as he reverted more towards a wolf style of running than anything resembling a human's way of doing it. The distance was fairly shot and he was on the two in almost no time at all. He could hear the heartbeats of the two humans. The male's rapidly beating and increasing as he caught sight of something barreling towards him. The female's a bit slow as he smelled the blood leaking from her wound. For being so close, the male had managed not to hit anything that would have granted the woman a quick death. All Achilles could think as he moved to tackle the female to the ground was that the male was a lousy shot and was lucky not to shoot off his own foot.