Rep careened down the street in his natural form, all violent orange, black stripes and fury. When he caught this ******** minipet he was going to have some serious words with it and then some serious words with his kids about taking care of their ******** pets and not letting them go wander the ******** dusk where they could be eaten or lost at any time.

He could smell that it had come this way but when he got out of the clothing shop it was nowhere to be found, just a slowly cooling path of scent and an empty ******** street. He snarled deeply, the sound rumbling right down into his chest and when he walked it was heavily and with his tail lashing angrily at his hind paws.

Seeing movement up ahead he picked up his pace and was just in time to see the minipet running ahead, in the direction of one of the exotic food shops the dusk had. He knew it could get eaten in there, pretty much anything was fair game when you got a bunch of horsemen together. Horsemen who ate just for the sake of eating and who saw food more as entertainment than anything else.

Minipets were entertainment and this ******** minipet was making some very, very poor life choices right now.

He refused to explain that his kids minipet had been eaten in a ******** food shop on the strip of stores, he refused. There was no option but to catch this goddamn thing and when he caught it it was getting a huge ball and chain and would never be allowed outside ever again.