A/N: wow, I'm amazed, you people rule! I got four new followers in the last chapter alone! Haha I hope that means you're enjoying it, eh? So, I thought, for chapter four to go up, I've settled on three reviews. I can see you all reading this, so don't hide from me! I don't mind if it's only one line, or even constructive criticism, I feed off your reviews. Feed me please? *wags tail*
His vision was returning to him, slowly, but he still felt groggy, and couldn't see right. He faintly felt his back being dragged through the forest undergrowth, until he was picked up and placed on a strong pair of shoulders. He saw a white hat on top of honey blond hair, and felt the rough material of a military uniform on his back.
"Vash, you take that one back to camp, I've got my eye on the two others" a tall, lean man with completely white hair whispered through the undergrowth, his eyes focused on Romano and (y/n) through the scope of his sniper rifle. Feli didn't know what they said, he couldn't understand human speak, but he freaked out when he saw the white-haired man looking at his pack members.
Feli turned his head as far as he could, and noticed a small blond-haired man with a stray piece of hair curling away from it, with impossibly blue, almost purple eyes. Feli whimpered quietly when he saw he too was looking at (y/n) and his fratello, and tried to squirm until Vash grabbed his muzzle and pulled his face around to look into the steely green eyes. Feli whimpered and stopped squirming.
Vash was walking with the wolf across his shoulders, like he weighed nothing. He expertly dodged trees and stepped over branches, making sure not to catch his precious gun in anything. He reached a clearing shortly, and was greeted with the bustling of people moving around, tents flapping in the wind, and the quiet murmur of talk in the main tent.
Vash walked over to the main tent, stepping into the dark, cool space with Feliciano still over his shoulders. He dumped him on the ground ungracefully, and Feli yelped in pain, causing everyone to stop talking and stare at the green-eyed man and the terrified wolf.
A man with dark violet eyes and brown hair got up, picked up a syringe full of a scary-looking clear liquid, and hurried over to Vash and Feli, his navy blue coat swirling out behind him as he did. "Thanks Vash, one down, two to go" he said, as he reached for Feliciano.
Vash grunted a "Welcome, Austria" before leaving the tent without another word. Obviously the others in the tent were used to this behaviour of his, as no one commented on it.
Feli saw the hand looming over him and tried to scramble away, but was pulled back by his scruff and yelped in surprise when the needle bit through his skin. He kept trying to get away from Austria, but the tall man held onto him firmly, and soon Feli stopped struggling as much, and soon didn't at all, as the tranquiliser took effect, and fell limp into Austria's hands as the world went dark.