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Gale looked out onto the new Chicago skyline, its dirty multi-coloured neon-esque glow court in the the dense polluted fog that enveloped the city. in the distence a large flock of mutated pigens raced across the night sky, despeertly trying to outrun or out manover there pursuers. Four pest control drowns, each held aloft by a pear of small rotor blades hounded the birds and fired small shock darts into the flock. there victoms ether dieing outright or falling to there grizly death apon the streets or roofs below. sitting apon some piping Gale reflected upon how unforgiving the city could be.

Gale had dressed in a large oversized hood to hide her more identifying features, but now that she was on the roof of the building she felt no need of a disguise, especially with this unseasonably warm weather. Her eyes were large and yellowy green with vertical Pupils had a pear of feline ears that cut there way through her unkempt inky black heir and a long flexible fur covered tall.