In his younger days the dark city had been a playground of sorts. Many hours had been spent exploring and darting around, often in pursuit (or flight) of his sister.But tonight the city hosted a training ground. ...Or it would if Panick wasn't such a spaz. He KNEW what was out here, he knew this place like the back of his paw. And yet he couldn't help the nagging of doubt in the back of his mind as he swept through the alleys once more. No...something was off, or had the potential to be off...or..could be off in the future? Hell if he knew, but there was always the possibility of something going wrong and if he could keep himself from being stuck in the middle of it he would.
Ears alert, he cautiously stepped out of a darkened alley and into a small clearing between two of the buildings. At least here he could get some air, and actually -see- what was around him.
