Escape of the Cryptids

[Frisk E. Coyote]

[School]

The transferee nodded, gripping his steel, cylindrical training sword's hilt a little tighter. "A classroom with lots of students is safer than being alone with someone." He said, gesturing at one of the many classrooms with classes going on. They seem to have ignored the sounds and yelling, thinking it was just the school delinquents up to their usual no good pranks. "I have to go- be safe, okay?" He bowed quickly, as if apologizing for taking up her time, and ran off toward the disturbance once more.

[Apartment]

"Now!" Ayla though, and dove for the door. His thrashing tail blocked her path, and she put her arms forward, springing her body upward in a somersault, flipping her sexy but athletic body over the powerful limb and landing just before the doorframe. She thought she was home free, but the Cryptid's tail got her on the back, knocking her forward onto her little dining table. How could a tail be so powerful? She thought as little stars popped up inside her head, leaving her barely conscious as she struggled to get up on all fours, some blood dripping over her eye from a cut on her head.

[Highway]

"Yeah, yeah, I know, do I look like I'd do something like that?" Denny gestured at himself. A recap would be that he was shirtless, filthy, wearing Hawaiian, floral patterned shorts, had red, itchy eyes (from lack of sleep) and looked pretty much worse for wear with his near heatstroke. "Er- don't answer that." He sighed and got on the back, making sure to place his large, powerful paws around her waists only.