Post by Nikko Shirokuma on Dec 1, 2013 23:07:47 GMT -5
Caught again. This was his third time in a cell if you count the underground hole in his mother's cage. The first time he was here in this particular place, he managed to bite a human and flee out of a window. He tried to follow his mother's scent but it was hard to find. He was taken so far away he had no idea where to go so he just traveled onward from there. Being so small and so young he was able to hide easily from anyone tracking and following him. He survived by eating scraps as he found them through his travels. His small size proved to be a major advantage for his survival, but three years went by. He grew in size over time and became more noticeable. He was eventually caught and brought back here again. He didn't understand why he was separated from his mother and forced to be here once again. He only knew he would end up like his mother. Forced to do someone's bidding and be beaten often as punishment. He cried out as they threw him in the small cage, "Why are you doing this to me? Why did I ever do to you?" He sniffled as he lay down wrapped in chains. The chains were around all fours to prevent to much movement. Maybe they realized he escaped before and shackled him better. He just hoped they didn't notice because if they did, something bad might happen to him.
The thoughts of his mother and her torment happening to him scared him. He knew he had to escape again, but the cage was locked. He needed to wait for someone to open it just like before. Although this time he couldn't escape through the window. He looked through the bars and studied the room around him. For his age, he was pretty smart. He knew he could come up with something if he was on the run for three years. Maybe if he looked cute someone would want him as a pet. On the other hand, people were getting others that were strong and fierce looking. He sighed and lay down and thought that hopefully someone would come by soon. He needed to get out of here one way or another.
The thoughts of his mother and her torment happening to him scared him. He knew he had to escape again, but the cage was locked. He needed to wait for someone to open it just like before. Although this time he couldn't escape through the window. He looked through the bars and studied the room around him. For his age, he was pretty smart. He knew he could come up with something if he was on the run for three years. Maybe if he looked cute someone would want him as a pet. On the other hand, people were getting others that were strong and fierce looking. He sighed and lay down and thought that hopefully someone would come by soon. He needed to get out of here one way or another.
