12-17-2017, 02:34 AM
Squeaks handed the baby back to Whiskers, and opened the lid. "Don't get ahead of yourself," Squeaks said, as he crawled out of the dumpster as Bermese followed. "Stay close and don't get distracted, just look straight ahead, don't talk to anyone unless I say so, and keep ahold of my hand. He may have to hide," he said grabbing Bermese's hand. "I am going to take you Hillsbrook Community Mission, that is the only one around that is actively friendly to ferals. The others ones are a crabshoot, you might run into a nice person, or you might be sprayed with a water hose, When he get there, if everything goes right, I'll hand you over to a human. Do exactly what he says, and answer all his questions honestly, " he said.
Squeaks led Bermese through the rough parts of town toward the church through a series of back alleys and side streets. The streets were laden with garbage, and the tall brick structures blocked out much of the light. They passed by many humans, some sitting on the ground, others talking. Many were dressed worse than Squeaks. They largely ignored Squeaks, although he greeted a couple of them. The rat anthro held his hand tightly, as though he was afraid that Bermese might run off.
Squeaks led Bermese through the rough parts of town toward the church through a series of back alleys and side streets. The streets were laden with garbage, and the tall brick structures blocked out much of the light. They passed by many humans, some sitting on the ground, others talking. Many were dressed worse than Squeaks. They largely ignored Squeaks, although he greeted a couple of them. The rat anthro held his hand tightly, as though he was afraid that Bermese might run off.