Vernon did a sumarsault in the fresh grass and lay there for a second laughing, he was free, finally free. it was a feeling of exileration, joy, terror, and as if all limits had been removed. the grass felt cool on his fur and flesh, and he knew he was free, his first thought was of a poem to liberity.<br/>He sat up slowly, feeling a pair of eyes upon him, his animal instincts pirked up, as was their nature, and he'd never bothered to ignore them.<br/>"Hello?" he looked around, and began standing up.<br/>scavangers had arrived, possably for the corpses of the dead buried in the rubble.<br/>He then saw it, a pair of Lupis Canius, Wolves, european grey, the species had been cloned and set loose on the grounds for genetic materal. His sharp canines attested to the DNA running through him. not much, but he'd been infused with a drop or two.<br/>They saw him simply as a herd animal, somthing to take down and eat.<br/>He smiled, not one of rage, or feral confidence, but joy. he slapped his lap "come here puppy, good puppy, come and get me."<br/>He threw his arms open as they charged, coming at him from the sides, he backhanded one as it lunged, and wrapped his other hand around the other one's neck. He slammed it to the ground and stomped it, he didn't care if he killed it, he just let it go. the other turned to run, but he grabbed it by the tail.<br/>"Bad Doggy, you won't be hurting anyone else." it whipped around to bite at him, but he grabbed it by the scuff of the neck. with two hands on it, he booted it clear of the bushes.<br/>with that he began walking again, as it happened right towards Katlin was standing, not out of any actual inkling, but out of chance.<br/>there was no way she could hide from him at that range.<br/>he simply adapted, pulling the branches aside, and said.<br/>"hello there, and who are you?"