Literature
MVA: Not Alone
Phantom's tongue hung out of the side of her mouth as she fled down the dark street. The sound of her large paws hitting the concrete as she ran almost blended in perfectly with the rain that was pouring down all around her. She hadn't been running for long, but at the current speed she was, and had been, travelling at for the past half hour was enough to make her feel as if she'd been running for hours on end. Her muscles burned, and her mouth was dry. Her instinct screamed at her to find some kind of shelter or hiding place and rest, but there seemed to be no such place in sight. Slowing to a quick stop, she couldn't resist the urge to sit
