The rain came down hard as Shadow moved through the mud. She had to get thorugh this training. She was in the military camp, going through the course. It was cold and wet and after dark. She ran, eyes glowing yellow so she could see. Her body was tired, her eyes tired. She had been doing this all day. Fighting, lecture, running the course, over and over again. She wanted to leave but this was the only place for her to go. She had no relatives or none that would take her because of her abilities. This was her home now
Glancing at the injured feral behind her who had stirred in her sleep, Angel went down on her knees and opened a small door trap. She brought out a first aid kit and threw it at Cleo who caught it.
"See if there's anything in there that can help." Angel said before pulling off her brown trenchcoat revealing Angel's grey turle neck and black jeans. The coat was laid on the chair next to her. "YOu need anything?"she asked Cleo.
"YEah true Cleo, but Agents seem to get pissed off whenever they think they found me but find another dead end. That's what this lovely friend of mine are for." Angel replied as she motioned towards her computers.
Angel scanned through the green symbols that rained through her screen as she eyed the tired feral from the corner of her eye. "Well at least the Agents are still trying to look for us." She told Cleo, "that's the good news, the bad news is that they're stil looking..."