I'm all alone, an outcast halfbreed.

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    "relax" I told Lyca with a short bark like command "it is a waste of energy to struggle like that." I was sitting cross-legged on the floor of my enclosure, there was joy much to do yet, so I was simply waiting for one of the humans to return.

    I wasn't able to understand her, the cage was bringing out my full animal instincts and the only thing I could focus on was the desperate need to get out of this cage

    I repeated my words more harshly in my animal speech, then shifted my weight so that I was stareing at the door on the further side of the room the walls were rick enough to provide shelter from the weather, but thin enough that I could hear through them. If it was quiet enough, I would be able to listen to things from the whole of the small complex.

    I noticed that she had stopped for a moment so briefly explained staying in the animal language, " fighting cage, you'll hurt yourself long before you can break even one. There are other ways out, save strength for then." I remembered what the wolf elder had explained about the sickness being connected with Lyca's birthplace. If we were close, maybe we could learn something about it here.

    I leaned forward, listening closely to the conversation outside the room. I tried to make sense of as much of it as I could. It seemed like they were discussing us as I caught mention of the words "wolf girl" which would be Lyca, and the occasional word that seemed to reference me. The conversation seemed to be made of many questionings as well. Someone might visit us soon. I guessed because I could hear the voices becoming clearer.

    Even thoughI was in my human form, I sat up and growled when I heard the voices coming closer. The door into the room we were in opened a few seconds later

    There were two. The man who was acting as the leader, and the one who's arm had been mauled. That had been thoroughly bandaged up. He glared at Lyca, probably still angry about what had happened. I simply tilted my head at them "what?"

    " can't you make your pet behave like a human just once?" the leader sneered, watching me stand on all fours and snarl. If I was in my wolf form my hackles would be raised and my fur would be bristling

    "is not my pet." I said flatly with a tiny hint of aggression in my voice. "For acting human, can only be so much." I explained. One could only act human really if they tried to understand and mimic human ways, which I did not believe Lyca did much. "would be like you pretending to be monkey. Monkey would still see you as not acting like monkey."

    "won't happen," I declared calmly "not safe to sell. Will bite for sure." I grinned in a feral way myself, warning them that selling would be a bad idea.

    The man looked over his shoulder, " then it'll make a good guard dog or if that doesn't work, we can always sell it to a dog fighting ring." he sneered, leaving the room

    "is not a dog!" I declared very clearly while they could still br within human earshot. Acting like Lyca was one would get them in trouble with her for sure.

    " wolf, dog, same difference!" the man called back


    I snarled and attacked the bars again, my need for freedom had just taken second place to feeling that humans throat between my jaws

    For someone working with these people called researchers they were not being very smart, especially if they were studying animals in any way. I examined what seemed like the door of my cage, a place where the bars were doubled, and connected together. Maybe there was a lock that I could do something with.

    I didn't stop her. As long as the was acting more feral, but looking human there was a chance that the people would not want her. I hoped that she would not think to change and give these people proof that she was something other. I did not think trade in people was allowed in this human culture.