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Less than two hours ago, things had been going along well; Brooklyn had foiled a jewelry store robbery while out on patrol, under strict guidance that he was not to return to the castle until midnight. The robbery was stopped effortlessly, Brooklyn stepping out from behind the rotating door and grabbing the man's gun. Crushing it in his bare claws, Brooklyn let out a savage growl and the man let out a rather womanly scream before retreating back indoors, to the waiting arms of the security guards and the shop owners he had just stolen from. The red gargoyle grinned at the irony and subtly scaled the wall just outside to avoid anyone spotting him. His claws clacking ever so easily into the mortar as he climbed. What would the city do if they ever found these claw marks, Brooklyn wondered to himself. But typically using the side of the buildings and climbing from higher levels kept their impact to a minimum.

The moon was out, full and bright it threw his shadow across the building, highlighting him against the alleyway as he made his way to the top and hopped over the lip onto the roof.

"Nice night for some activity, ain't it?"

The deep, gruff voice made Brooklyn's blood freeze in shock as he turned around to see the large, white-haired werewolf standing in the shadowed corner of the roof. His muscular arms were crossed over his chest, but he wasn't in his typical armor. He was in an outfit he would have worn as a human; a white wife-beater shirt and a pair of dark blue denim pants that were torn to shreds at the ankles due to his massive claws. He looked much bigger than Brooklyn remembered and he took a step back. "Yeah, and it looks like I'm about to collar someone at-large too." He said with a growl.

Wolf chuckled darkly, his muscles flexing as he lowered his arms. "Issat so?"

In the blink of an eye, Wolf charged toward Brooklyn, his claws grasping the gargoyle's fists and yanking them back hard as he tackled the gargoyle and bent him backwards over the ledge, Wolf's chest pressing hard against Brooklyn's, the thick muscle pressing against and relaxing with each breath he took. Brooklyn tried to force his arms back the other way, they were bent way too far for him to move, he grunted but his struggle only made Wolf's grin grow even wider. "Hey! Let--me--go!" He grunted.

"Not so tough when a wolf's got you against a wall, are ya?" He said pressing his crotch firmly against the gargoyle's loincloth so that Brooklyn could feel exactly how big the beast was under his jeans. Wolf leaned his head down and dragged his long canine-looking tongue along Brooklyn's neck, making him gasp in surprise. Brooklyn was getting turned on by this, he turned his head away growling. "Oh no. Not tough at all, are ya?"

"Back. The fuck. Off me!" Brooklyn responded, his eyes glowing in response to his inner-rage.

"Mmmm there's the tough boy, right there." Wolf teased, his grasp tightening in Brooklyn's wrists and resisting his attempts to fight back. "Let's see about using the word 'fuck' in another context." He chuckled.

"Funny, you know the word context, but don't know the word 'willing'."

"I like it when they struggle." Wolf teased as he pressed himself against Brooklyn's body more. His tongue licked his lips. "Makes it fun."

"Oh yeah? What does that make this?!"

A voice behind Wolf caused him to look around just in time to see a steel girder swing across his face, sending him flying off across the roof. Brooklyn got up to see Lexington had arrived just in the nick of time, wielding the broken half of a girder that likely he'd managed to grab from some nearby tools. Wolf lay unconscious on the ground. "Oh man, thanks Lex." He said. "That was--erm... close."

"Well I may not be much to look at, but I'm a lot tougher than he expects." Lexington said before hearing a grunt from the werewolf.

Both turned toward Wolf to see him laughing. "Oh yeah. I forgot about you." He said, wiping a spot of blood from his lip. His eyes were seemingly glowing under the light of the moon as the two gargoyles took a step back from him. "This is gonna be fun..." He snarled and rose from the ground, his breathing taking over his body as he huffed out and trembled, still trying to attain his bearings as he dropped again to a crouching position.

"What is wrong with him?" Brooklyn asked.

"If---ahh---if he's like a real werewolf, I think the moon's done something to him." Lexington surmised but his thoughts suddenly screeching to a halt as Wolf lunged at them. The two bolted toward the ledge and looked down into the crowded street below. "We've gotta run!" He shouted as Wolf quickly charged for them yet again. Brooklyn thought quickly, grabbed a brick from the wall and swung it across the werewolf's face. As soon as Wolf hit the ground, the two ran.

"What--what is this?" Brooklyn asked as the two ran, already huffing as he wasn't used to running so fast on two legs. Leaping through the air, the pair pulled their wings for a brief second of flight before hitting the next roof; the moon was too bright to fly, the risked being seen.

"I think he's in-in-heat!" Lexington shouted back. "I mean it's the full moon, it's a rare blue moon and he's already on the edge of psychotic what else could explain this?"

"Good point."

Brooklyn grabbed Lexington, and the two threw themselves in front of a risen vent to catch their breaths. The air exhaling in clouds around their faces. "So... what now?" Lexington asked.

"Well we could always raise our butts and get it over with." Brooklyn suggested jokingly.

"Well you were pretty turned on by that." Lex joked right back. "We need to get back to the castle..."

"We'll get spotted if we try to take off from here, the moon is too bright and--" He paused as snowflakes began to fall past his nose. Looking toward the sky he rolled his eyes; the clouds were moving in, starting to obscure the moonlight and instead the area was beginning to fill with the backlight from the streets below. "Oh great, now we've got it the other way around. They'll definitely see us now!"

"BOO!"

Both gargoyles jumped to their feet as Wolf suddenly appeared over their heads, he grabbed the vent and ripped it clear from the roof, throwing it wildly behind him as he continued to chase them. "I'll get you--I'll get BOTH of you!" He shouted angrily as the two looked back and saw him grasp his shirt by the arms and shred right through it with a loud howl that echoed through the night.