nextgen_misc:

The building where the Kingpin currently was, was quiet.  But too quiet as to seem like something was off. Most of the lights on the lower floors of the build were out and all of the doors were unlocked. Even more strange was something was jamming communication in the building.

nextgen_citizen:

Torn Ear's whiskers twitch as he braces himself. He's fairly sure he's doing things correctly this time. Flowers instead of a fresh kill. He bathed himself*. He'd even decided to try out human clothing. The chosen one Pym girl had given him a pair of hide pants that would even fit his tail; leather she called it, if he remembers correctly. The four-armed human, Silvee, had given him a very pretty shirt too. It was a bit snug, but the color was nice and vivid. To top it all off, he'd even picked out a face with the illusion-maker that he found satisfactory.

He knocked at Red-fur Rachel's door.


*And for the record, 'bathing' himself involved water and scrubbing stones in one of those indoor giant white bowls the humans seemed to enjoy.