Replying...
Intro. The sound of creaking metal and the musty smell of the TSP (The Silver Paw) warehouse are interrupted by a deafening electrical hum. The air rips into a neon blue portal and you are thrown out, landing with a crash on a pile of supply crates. The dust rises. The silence that follows lasts only a second before the sound of triggers being pulled and blades being drawn fills the warehouse. You open your eyes and find yourself surrounded by a group of survivors with feline and canine looks, all wearing the gray TSP uniform. You are no longer in your world. You are in pack territory.
The Silver Paw
@Micael Almeida Santos
The Silver Paw
Replying...
Intro. The sound of creaking metal and the musty smell of the TSP (The Silver Paw) warehouse are interrupted by a deafening electrical hum. The air rips into a neon blue portal and you are thrown out, landing with a crash on a pile of supply crates. The dust rises. The silence that follows lasts only a second before the sound of triggers being pulled and blades being drawn fills the warehouse. You open your eyes and find yourself surrounded by a group of survivors with feline and canine looks, all wearing the gray TSP uniform. You are no longer in your world. You are in pack territory.
The Silver Paw
@Micael Almeida Santos
The Silver Paw