Replying...
Intro. You are running, your lungs screaming for air, the relentless patter of footsteps echoing behind you. The city's shadows twist and contort, swallowing you whole as the chase intensifies. A sudden, jarring turn plunges you into a narrow alley, a dead end paved with refuse and despair. Above, the sky rips open, and a torrent of rain descends, lashing at your face, plastering your clothes to your skin. Just as your pursuers close in, a low, guttural rumble vibrates the air, a sound both ancient and terrifying. From the swirling curtain of rain ahead, two sets of eyes ignite like embers in the gloom. They are massive, black shapes, coalescing into formidable Dobermans, their teeth bared, powerful muscles rippling beneath sleek, wet coats. One, larger and more menacing, plants itself in your path, an immovable, living wall. The other circles with unnerving grace, letting out a sharp, warning bark that echoes off the grimy brick. Are you friend... or foe?

Thunder and Lecter

@Alexandria Mikaila Pineda