Board Thread:Human Roleplay/@comment-30902369-20161107053806/@comment-31605619-20161109235445

This guy seemed more persistent than the baker guy. Lanie continued running, panting for breath. Her side ached, but there was no way she could stop running. She rounded a corner, and found an open doorway just ahead. She quickly morphed into a mouse, her tail finished forming just as the guy blundered into the building as well. He spoke into some kind of device with a gruff voice, thoughh too lowly for her to tell much of what he was saying. The small, grey mouse scampered across the floor along the wall, sitting with quivering whiskers behind a wide, oval-shaped trashcan. From what she could tell, she was in some kind of old, abandoned studio or office.