Catguys and TG guns by Dinadan-Ermorfea, literature
Literature
Catguys and TG guns
"Target in sight," whispered Neon into the mic concealed in the hood of his jumper.
"Affirmative," came the reply.
"Trailing," whispered Neon, slipping his paws into his pockets. Gingerly, the black catboy emerged from the shadows, joining the scattered pedestrians milling around the high street, and began trailing a tall anthro wolf. The wolf didn't seem to notice that he was being tailed, and Neon bared his fangs with joy. The target weaved his way through the crowds, seemingly just wandering about town. Not a good sign they needed him on his own. At long last, after an hour of walking and browsing in shops, the target turned