A Nice Night Out
by Bengaley Summercat
Character  Pinpoint

---Now---

God... damn that hurts the lion wheezed, stumbling his way down the alley, a trail of dark blood running behind him, flowing from the wound in his stomach, ineffectivly held by the his arm, already sticky and matted, tawny yellow fur stained a dark red.

Just ahead of him was a busy street. He would just have to make it, and get help  but the street seemed an eternity away, the lion's energy draining with the blood from his wound. Already the colors from his sight had muted, faded away.

---Earlier---

Gimme your wallet! the hyena screamed, silvery metal knife flashing in the dim light of the dark alley. The mohawked lion moved slowly, Just... calm down man, just calm down, I'm reaching for it right now, see? the big cat said, a paw in the pocket of his jeans removing a chained wallet . Look, see? Just let me detach it, but it was not soon enough for the hyena.

The hyena swing his knife at the lion, who was unprepared for it and fell backwards into a few scattered backs of trash. The hyena plunged the knife into the lion's belly, then grabbed the wallet, snapping the chain from the fabric before running off.

G....god damn... the lion panted, wincing in pain.

---Earlier---

The music wound down, and the DJ annoucned the club was closing down for the night  morning, since it was 2am. The lion, thoroughly inebriated and high, stumbled out the doors into the cold fresh air, the sudden shock from the warm smokey club helping him sober up a little. A concerned look from the doorman was waved off  the lion knew the way home like the back of his paw, and he's made his way home in worse conditions.

Besides, it was a safe part of town, nothing bad ever happened.

---Earlier---

The lion knocked back another beer before leaving the bottle at the table, and joined the dance floor again. The music and beat seemed to merge into one as he danced with the crowd, grinding and bumping into various partners. A set later, he stopped to drink some water, and drop a pill. Mood enhancer, the lion giggled to himself, and then joined the dance crowd once again.

---Earlier---

The lion stifled a roar of pleasure in the bathroom as the rabbit swallowed every last drop. The hot little lapine was amazing with his muzzle, and the lion uncharacteristically rubbed the rabbits ears. Pulling off the lion's member, the rabbit ran his hand  and body  up to meet the lion's muzzle, and went to kiss. The lion reciprocated  nothing was finer. Breaking off, the rabbit winked, then wiped his muzzle off with a bit of toilet paper, and left, tight butt swaying with every step, back into the music of the club. The lion fell back onto the toilet, a silly smile on his face as he glanced at a little baggy left behind by the rabbit, with a few brightly colored pills inside. And a phone number.

--Earlier--

The lion entered the club  it was a bit early, but there was still a decent crowd. It wasn't that he was a regular, he just happened to be there often. He picked up his armband that ID'd him as legal to drink, and started on his first beer, waiting to gaze the crowd before making any moves.

His roaming eyes found a body smaller than his normal preferences  a black and white marbled rabbit, fishnet shirt and tight pants, enjoying the space provided to show off his dance moves  which were damn good... and hot. Oh so hot. The lion licked his chops. Rabbit eyes met lion, and a smirk on the rabbit's face meant the lapine knew exactly what was on the lions mind.

The lion went up, intending to dance with the rabbit, and maybe a bit more.

---Now---

The color was gone from his sight, and the grey on the edges was blurring, running into each other. The pain had mainly dulled  or was it just the sensation of it fading  but he was almost there, almost at the lit street...

Exhausted, tired, and spent, the lion missed  a step, and tripped. He lay there on the ground, sensations around him fading. Things got brighter for a moment, but then started to get dark, and he heard a voice scream out, Oh God, someone call 911!

---Earlier---

The lion looked himself in the mirror. Off work, and ready to party. He knew he looked hot, but he wanted to be perfect for the club, and that meant spending time on the details. Time well spent, in his opinion.

He'd been looking forward to this for a bit, and with the sun setting and him ready to go to the club, he knew it was going to be a nice night out.
