Back in the human bunker, Eric Lentan nervously chewed on a pencil as his commander leaned against the wall, obviously trying to think of more plans.  The resistance was working - they'd caught their oppressors off-guard.  But the cost was already enormous.<br/><br/>While he waited for his commander to give him an order, he turned to the computer screens before him.  Lentan was a hacker - a very good one, as a matter of fact.  He'd managed to invade the city's security system just prior to the war's beginning, and as a result now could see almost all there was to see on the city's closed-circuit television system.  As he flipped through the views of the inner city, he saw humans and furs alike laying gorged on battlefields, in alleyways, or atop buildings.  He wasn't counting, but it looked like the humans and furs were split even on the casualty count.<br/><br/>Switching to the views of the fields around the city, he watched as the vore-plants loaded themselves with furs.  This was a little more cheerful.  Big, shifting plant-stomachs were a happy sight.<br/><br/>Lentan reached beneath the desk and opened the cage he kept there.  The rabbits inside dashed away from his groping hand, but he snagged one by the ears and whisked it out, closing the cage with his other hand.  Watching the plants onscreen, he tipped his head back and lowered the rabbit's kicking hind legs into his maw.  A quick, powerful gulp later and the rabbit was sucked in up to its chest, grappling at Lentan's lips.  Two more and a comfortable, wriggling bulge formed in Lentan's stomach.  He rubbed it as the movements within slowly began to fade.  Unlike his comrades out on the battlefield, Lentan's vore ability was natural - a strange genetic freak he acquired from fur blood far back in his ancestry.  That, and his reflective feline eyes.  But he was far too valuable to be out fighting right now.<br/><br/>Lentan's attention was distracted for a moment by brief traffic on his cell-interceptor.  The rescue team had called for an explosive diversion downtown.  That had to mean they had found and rescued Marinus.  Excellent.  He was about to report this to his commander when something caught his eye on the computer screen.<br/><br/>A small fox-fur was attacking one of the vore-plants.  Two big wolverines were joining in.  That plant was about to be reamed open and all the furs still alive inside it were going to be freed.  Alarmed, Lentan turned to his commander.<br/><br/>"Sir!  You'd better have a look at this."