Muscles all over ached as Isoke set about the task of eating his meal.  He pressed lightly on various parts of his torso, wincing as he did so.  Although it was hard to see to the observer, under his lush fur were several darkened spots on his flesh where rubber bullets had struck him.  He was already missing the paintball rounds that they had used up until a week ago before switching to the 'high-incentive' projectiles.  It's been rumored that the staff have been increasing their training methods as of late, focusing a little more on results than the subjects' well-being, and it had finally made its way to the fox.<em>I swear, if I ever find the one who came up with that idea, I'll...</em><br/><br/>Isoke's ears perked up as he suddenly got the impression that he was being watched.  Granted they were almost always under surveillance, but his training had polished his instincts with regard to being watched by eyes rather than through a lens.  His eyes moved around the room, looking for the observer once he noticed it wasn't the guards wandering along the catwalk overlooking the cafeteria.  Eventually his eyes locked with those of a unusually colored canine anthro for the briefest moment before she looked back to her tablemates.  The sensation faded with her attention diverted.<em>What was that about?</em><br/><br/>A figure slid into his field of vision so suddenly that the fox jerked back in surprise.<em>"Look who finally passed his test with some freetime to spare."</em>Desh, a aardwolf anthro that was currently sitting across from him, had a mocking grin on his face that came as naturally as his hyena lineage.  Although Isoke considered him a friend, he had the type of personality that was best in small doses.<em>"That's right Desh, go ahead and tempt fate."</em>A raccoon anthro plopped into the empty seat next to Isoke after sitting his tray before him.<em>"Five dations says he's the next of us to be issued 'high-incentive' training."</em><br/><br/>Dations were basically currency among the anthros since actual money was meaningless within the facility.  It is the widely used abbreviation for accommodations; points earned from impressing handlers that can be traded in for a variety of things, most of which being a means to entertain or otherwise preoccupy.<br/><br/>"I'll take that bet."<br/><br/><em>"Please."</em>Desh said haughtily,<em>"I breeze through my tests so easily that they'd never have a chance to use them."</em><br/><br/>"Uh huh."  Isoke retorted with a sly grin.  "And are you aware that you have some red paint on your forehead?"<br/><br/>The population on the table that had been gradually increasing over the course of the discussion chuckled as Desh set about cleaning his fur while effectively eating his words at the same time.  Isoke leaned to the side enough to see around the aardwolf to get another look at the female who had been staring at him earlier.  There was no denying that she was attractive, her unusually colored coat added to his curiosity.  He had seen the group several times before; it is practically impossible to do otherwise when in a small community that is not able to come and go freely.  Though the busy schedules every subject had left them one, on a rare occasion two days a week, if any to freely socialize.