*The soft pitter patter on the leaves let him know the rain was coming. By this time he was working on the second wolf, but the rain didn't bother him, so he continued on. When the guts of the second wolf splattered to the ground he turned and began heading back to the cave. The rain seemed to thicken as he reached the bushes, then fell into a torrential downpour as he reached the mouth of the cave. He stopped there and put the two wolf carcasses to the right of the cave entrance not wanting to drag the water into the cave and muddy up the drier dirt. He turned towards the exit and stood there gazing out.*<br/><br/>* He hadn't had time to think on the explosion, but damn, now that he did it hurt just a bit. The rookie who had come in to replace him was his student. She was quick and smart, supposedly a little bit of her DNA was spliced to a hybred. One of the end result test subjects. She had to take medicine to ensure she didn't go feral, so it wasn't perfect, but otherwise, she was just a human with some extra abilities. Then his team, poor bastards. Ron "Little Kibble", Sarah, and of course the prankster, Dylan. Time slowed as he stood there letting the cold cleanse his mind and the rain wash away his troubles. No one would remember them, they would be counted as numbers, just as the Anthros were.*<br/><br/>*He sighed and turned back to the cave, more than a few eyes on him, he was sure. He walked to the back of the cave and sat leaning back onto the wall. He pulled his shirt off and wrung it out. The scars shone clearly on his torso. Surely one or two were done by some of the ones he shared this cave with. That was in another time though. He tossed his shirt over one of the stalagmites nearby and sat still with his eyes closed, listening to the rain and the voices in the cave.*