YOU'VE BEEN HIT BY A SMOOTH CRIMINAL

He watches her walk up the stairs and gets up to leave himself. As he pads out of the broken bottom of the ship, he howls a long and mournful howl, telling anyone in the vicinity that he is around and is leaving the ship for good. He trots into the woods, the melting snow slippery beneath his heavy paws. Thinking about his last week encounter with a pack wolf, he snarled viciously to himself. How he hated pack wolves. The ones he had met so far were 1: dead, and 2. Curiously suspicious. They were both female. Ahhh the slaughtered wolf. 'She'll never be found. Her treachery to my former pack was avenged. I must move on.' He thought satisfied with his secret work. His ears pricked at a sudden sound to his left. A leaf rustling, but not from the wind. There was no wind... Jay crouched down quickly, his hackles standing up immediately.

He licked his dry lips, gathering his haunches for a leap. But before he could gather the power to launch, he smelt bear. His heart dropped into his stomach like a boulder. A bear? What the hell was he going to do about a damn bear?! 'I can't run, they're fast, but if I climb a tree... No, a wolf in a tree? That'll be seen as crazy! But if I run in a zig-zagged pattern, the best thing that will happen is the thing will be confused and slow down. And maybe I can even lose him.' Jay mulled over his plan strategically. 'On the count of three...1.......2.......' As he thought three, he sprung out of the brush and spun around, running in a zig zag pattern away from the beast.

.:Exit Jay:.