Fursona - Data Cross

[Masquerade]

(The Copy House)

"Damn it!" Erimis exclaimed as he rushed out of the building. He watched in horror as Prowl drew closer and closer to Ray. 'I can't let him get hurt,' Erimis thought, 'but what can I do?' He reached into his pocket and took out one of Nothus's feathers. "Ouch!" he yelped as blood ran down his hand and the feather fell to the ground. The feather had cut his hand. He picked up the feather and analyzed it intensely. It was sharp and heavier than normal.

"Don't worry, Ray!" he called out. "I'm gonna get you outta there!" He smiled intensely and went to the side of the Copy House to climb the ladder to get to the top of the small building. When he reached the top, he immediately ran to the edge. 'Well, here goes everything,' he thought as he leaped off the roof...

(The College)

Nothus took a deep breath. "You all might want to cover your ears for this one," he warned and prepared to open his mouth. All the air he had captured was then released in a mighty roar that echoed throughout the entire city. The tendrils of all of his senses reached out and searched every building for alternate presences; the feeling of fur, the sounds of that which come from animals, a glimpse of scales. When he had searched everywhere, he closed his mouth and fell to his knees.

"There...are...two Fursonas...and a...Fursona user...in the college...dorms," Nothus panted. He felt exhausted. "One of the...Fursonas...is this girl's," he said as he pointed to Tia. "We must...find...them." He tried to get up, and succeeded, but he was still shaky.