1rst prowl || Viral
[The feed begins by the communicator crashing to the ground. It’s facing upwards towards the ceiling, showing a massive clawed hand dangling over the edge of the bed. There’s a grunt and some shifting and soon the surprisingly human visage of a shaggy looking blond man looking down at the device]
The hell?
[He reaches down and picks it up, unaware that it was on. Deciding it to be useless he tosses it onto the bed and looks around, eyes narrowing. This whole place reeked of humans. He had probably been captured... but how? And why the hell would they put him in such an unguarded room? Where they really that stupid? Regardless he had no intention of sticking around to see what they wanted. He opened the nearest window.... and THERE GOES THE FRONT OF HIS SHIRT?! WHAT THE HELL!? He lept back into the shade.... very very very confused and GAPING at the window... those bastards were trickier then he first thought...]
The hell?
[He reaches down and picks it up, unaware that it was on. Deciding it to be useless he tosses it onto the bed and looks around, eyes narrowing. This whole place reeked of humans. He had probably been captured... but how? And why the hell would they put him in such an unguarded room? Where they really that stupid? Regardless he had no intention of sticking around to see what they wanted. He opened the nearest window.... and THERE GOES THE FRONT OF HIS SHIRT?! WHAT THE HELL!? He lept back into the shade.... very very very confused and GAPING at the window... those bastards were trickier then he first thought...]