(So where is everyone exactly? Just to be clear, Lucky's still in the alley.)
He consumed the raw turkey that he gotten out from the trash, figuring that it was probably the only piece of meat he'll have for a while. Tore the flesh with his canine teeth, yanking his head back to rip the piece of turkey apart. He chewed for a few moments, bits of meat swishing around in his maw before swallowing. The turkey was guarded by his forepaws, lapped beside the legs. He muttered curses about the scientists and his blood pressure rose a bit, due to heart murmurs he had at the moment. He panted, suddenly feeling exhausted and out of breath. Pangs in his chest quickly came to him and he winced, giving some whimpering. The episode passed and he looked around, trying to place where the pain triggered. "Could've stayed calm." He told himself before resuming to his meal.