Palisades

They broke into two teams and divided the supplies, having received word that the temporary barriers were in place dividing the tunnels. With the cunning and focus of humans, they took wolf shape and began to run; the Domestics Team gathered cats, dogs, chicken, pigs, pygmy goats, and birds trying to escape cages as walls turned to ash. The Wilds Team nabbed bunnies, deer, foxes, small bears, a cougar mom and and two cubs, bats, eagles, owls ... anything and everything their ridiculous speed would allow them to grab. Down beneath the earth they went, into passageways that were well worn; large hidey holes that were soft and comfortable. Blankets, straw, shredded wool, food and water ... they stocked it year round. They divided predator from prey and put them in temporary divisions that could be monitored. Medical was in place with more on its way; air circulation and purification was working. Whether it was inside (because of hate and ignorance) or outdoors (because the winds blew disaster), the world frequently rescinded all offers of safety and put them on the run. The tunnels had sheltered and hidden thousands of lycanthrope families for centuries, and so it was that they could take action now, in secret, hidden by flames. "This is some shit," one of the males growled, beginning to turn back, and the others sighed heavily.