The limousine was the first to take it's passengers from the party. The driver had worked for the owners for years and knew he'd be needed early so he had stayed with the car when his fellow drivers left to go play poker. A pity, he'd wipe the floor with these guys. His boss was a publisher and fiction writer in his own right, and the bosses' wife was one of his best selling writers. It was never a surprise when he would get the text to meet them at some side entrance to get them out of there. Neither of them were very social mammals and only stayed long enough to be seen and possibly eat some food.

Boss was in his best suit with a little black bow-tie tied a little crooked on purpose. Mrs. Boss was in a sheer red dress the shimmered and showed more than she liked. Necessary or not for business she only wanted her wolf to see her this scantily clad.

"Brutus dearest," she said as silkily as her fox ancestors would have, "If that tiger leers at me one more time at one of these parties I'm blinding him."

"If he says he'd like some time with you one more time I'm skinning him alive." Her husband said angrily. "Sandy, what do you think of a tiger skin rug?"

They and their driver chuckle darkly at the thought even though they would never do such a thing. Kick him in the balls or throw a drink in his face… well that's why they left early. Killing or permanently maiming someone was not in the cards for them.

"Home, if you would Joe. Oh and make sure the scanner is on."

"Yes I think we could use something to blow off steam," Sandy agreed.

On the way home gunfire at a train station comes over the police scanner and the grey fox driver hits a series of buttons on the steering wheel. Armored panels slide up the windows out of the doors and trunk the license plate flips around to show the letters BBWLFLLRD. The windshield was covered last and became a flat screen display showing the road ahead.

Brutus draws out of his shirt a medallion and closes his eyes. When he opens them he becomes an armored wolf looking like he's fresh out of the middle ages. The metal as black as his fur and covered with Celtic scrollwork that glows white. Sandy waits till they are closer to the station then opens the roof. Out flies a red winged figure cloaked and hooded in bright red. The air around her shimmers with heat as she flies to the roof.

The armored limo takes gunfire from masked mammals as it drifts to a stop. The back door opens and out steps the armored Big Bad Wolf. He calmly walks forward into the gunfire not caring as round after round hits and falls to the ground. Screams from inside of 'fire' makes him laugh. Little Red has taken advantage of the attention he drew.

BB Wolf charges forward punching first one then the other of the gun mammals. They hit the ground hard and don't move. Then mammals with clothes aflame start running out and right into his metal fists. Little Red emerges from the building calmly walking out escorting the civilians to safety. A wave of her paw extinguishes the fires and the hero couple get back into their armored Limo.

"Home Boss?" Joe asks as though they had just left the party.

"Yes, Joe. I think home is a great idea." Brutus says from the back seat as the two heroes assume their normal forms once more.