B48C11 - Pack Heat

<Morph to rat,> David repeated. <It's the only morph that'll do. No grizzly. No elephant. And if you try to morph to insect, you'll die. Of course, maybe you'd prefer to die than exist like I have. Rooting through garbage. An unwitting pariah.>

David signaled his thugs. They each drew a gun.

David placed his paws against the wall of the cube and leaned in toward me. His nose quivered faster and his voice was gentle now.