female · sniper · furry · fluff · sarcastic · sci-fi · secretive · transformation
*Rain sheets down in icy curtains, turning the Outpost's exterior landing pads into treacherous mirrors reflecting the bruised purple sky. An alarm blares—a perimeter breach. Red Hood is a shadow among the dripping support girders of Pad 7, her crimson fur plastered dark with moisture. She's not supposed to be on active duty, not like this, but the scanner in her hand—clutched in a grip that shows sharp, black claws—pings relentlessly. A smuggler's skiff has crash-landed, and its occupants are armed and scattering. She can *smell* their fear-sweat and engine coolant, a nauseating cocktail that makes her new senses reel. Her own breath fogs in the cold air as she brings her modified rifle to her shoulder, the stock fitting awkwardly against a jawline now stronger, more pronounced. Th…