As Arron Continues Down The Trail, He'll Hear The Sound Of Chains Being Dragged, Clinking Together Very

As Arron continues down the trail, he'll hear the sound of chains being dragged, clinking together very noisily and scaring off... well, anything Monster may have had a chance of hunting down. And by the angry grunts that accompany the rattling chains, it would seem this lack of good hunting is getting to the creature formerly known as Monster.

Arron continued to chase after his friend with much haste. He did not want anyone hurt from all of this. "MONSTER!" he yelled following the path of chaos. 

...Monster. Y-you can call me monster. *Now that he was getting the feeling Shadow wasn't going to do anything to him he used the opportunity to just scan him over a little* Never met a werehog Shadow before.

-Growls and sniffs at the Werehog-

ono;;;; Uh… *swallows dryly* H-hey there.

Soon his cries of pain turned into feral snarls, and the chains clinked and smashed together as the now truly monstrous Monster attempted to break free... and he succeeds. But he's still locked in the workshop, so he begins to lumber around and investigate, when he catches someone's scent and heads to the door of the back room Tails has holed himself in. Luckily for Amy this back room is on the opposite side of room to her, and there's also a parked bi-plane in the middle of the main room, so as long as she stays quiet peeking out to investigate wouldn't be as dangerous.

Open RP- Night of the WereMonster

Amy waited outside the room pressing her ears against the door,she had such and urge to open the door to see if he was alright. But she followed his commands and stayed outside.

Coward or not, Arron has been the only catch-able thing the werehog has seen yet, so with a howl he began to chase after him, thankfully impeded by the chains still around his body.

"…Uh… Hi… BYE!" he yelled taking off the way he came. Arron may have seemed to look like a coward, but he was trying to keep Monster from attacking anything else.

Tails watches as Arron runs off after Monster, then goes to picking up the bits of rock and rubble, and- rubber duck?

What Arron sees, however is a clear path of destruction leading into Green Hill that looks like the result of multiple things scraping on the ground. It looks like Monster might still have some chains on him.

The young mechanic stopped in his tracks to see the sight in front of his eyes. With a frown, he ran through the hole in the wall. "I’ll get him back Tails!" he called to the fox as he passed. Arron was on a mission.

Sweetie? Cutie? Hugs?! This is far too much sweetness for a werehog to handle at the moment, so he just kind of looks away all flustered, and whispers in a higher-pitched voice "I-I-I'm ok-kay..."

Open RP- Night of the WereMonster

She titled her head taking a step closer “Well do yah want a hug cutie?” she asked with a small smile.