Wasteland
Large white tiger stood slowly. The drug was wearing off and he wasnt a happy kitty. With a loud roar he stood and stumbled to the gates where he stood and roared louder sticking a paw through the bar trying to get out. He didnt know where he was but he didnt like it. He snarled and jumped down his anger growing and growing as he paced the bars silently growling to himself. What happened? How had he gotten here? He threw himself at the bars suddenly and with a loud roar. He wasnt a happy kitty indeed.
Bellatrix
The vix walked up to the demon she smiled and then spoke
Bellatrix the name yours?
She showed to be much larger like a male, and spoke like a vix and she was not an happy cat he also saw a small figure between her legs and did't know what it was...
Shetan*Joshua
Shetan walked towards the two. Through his blue eyes he saw Wasteland's anger.
"There's nothing you can do. Human tricks.. They call this place a zoo. Millions of humans come each day and look at us. Shetan's my dubbance." His coat was pure white. Black stripes colided every now and then.
Joshua had big slabss of meat ready. He smiled and annonced:
"MEALTIME!!!" Carrying te slabs in, he set them down and then stepped out of the enclosure. He watched from the outside, elbows resting on the fence.
Chanda
Chanda growled at Wasteland,
You'll hurt yourself if you continue that!
She took her meat, and brought it over to him,
Here, eat, you smell of far off places. You've had a long journy, you need it more than I.
Wasteland
He roared at Joshua then paced once more. He didnt want food he wanted out He picked up a slab of meat and ate it quickly before pacing once more growling to himself. "Im not from that far away." He snarled. He honestly had no clue where he was but he didnt care. He glared at the male and said shortly "Wasteland."
Change my attempts good intentions. Should I Could I?
Chanda
Chanda gave a worried,
Are you alright? Relax, they treat us well enough, all we can eat, warm sleeping spaces, some were to swim, lots of water, things we can attack, like Rajsa over there for one...
She chuckled, she had attacked Rajsa on countless ocations, and she never grew tired of it.
This place, humans call it a Zoo. They learn about us from how we act, how we speek to each other, why we do what we do. In a way, to some, we are amusment. Watch...
Chanda grinned, and looked at the veiwng glass.
She ran up to it, and jumped on it, her for paws on the glass for a breif moment.
The people gasped, some took a step back in shock, but all had looks of amazement.
You can do whatever you want, and you don't get punished, unless the humans see us attacking each other, but they're smart enough not to intervien. You can stalk the people outside tha cage, and they see it as fun, like your doing it to amuse them.
She grinned,
In some casess, we have a better life here, than in the wild. If you keep doing that, you'll go mad, i've seen it happen before!
Chanda walked away, leaving him to ponder her words, and hopefully helping him to stop being such a grouch.
Wasteland
He growled at her darkly as she stalked away. "I am not human entertainment. NOW LET ME OUT OF HERE!" He roared and leaped at the glass slamming against it hard with a dark and menacing roar. No he wasnt human entertainment. He was a wild cat stuck in prison. He began to pace as the humans gawked at him and awed at the power in his muscles the way his body flowed smoothly over the ground. A wild cat stuck in a cage indeed.
Shetan
"Calm down Wasteland." He said. Shetan didn't mind being in this very large enclosure. He was nearly starving where he lived. Here the white siberian tiger could eat as much as he wanted. "Mb
Chanda
Chanda shurgged,
I woulsn't know, I was asleep. I came here not that long ago from another zoo, and I was awake for that. I'm not to sure. This land is almost identical to my home land, but it is just not quite right, besides the humans, it just doesn't smell quite right.
She lay down, wondering how she had come to first live in a zoo.
Wasteland
He growled darkly as the male left and began to pace up and down everytime he had to turn around getting angrier and angrier knowing that he would no longer be able to walk for as long as he wanted without having to turn. His eyes were dark and brooding as the male stalked back and forth. He snarled suddenly and stalked towards the water staring into it at himself. He heard Chandas words and lay down silently. This wasnt home this was prison. Why couldnt they see that? Here you had no where to go but here. In India you could go anywhere as long as you stayed away from the villages. The white tiger lay staring into the water his whole body barely moving. He scarecly breathed for mayne if he tried hard enough he would wake up from this dream.
Shetan
There was nothing anyone could do. He accepted the fact that he was no longer wild. It wasn't bad. They were able to fight, eat, run, sleep, and play as much as the wanted.
Chanda
Chanda shrugged, and stood up,
Wastland, please, just take some time to concider how we are treated here. In India, were you shot at by hunters? I was in Siberia. Here, there is no-one that will do that to us, ya we are in a cage, but you'll have to get used to that, we all did, well those who were born in the wild. Did you go months at a time without being able to catch any large prey? We get fed here 3 times a day, we don't always eat it all! If you think about what you've lost, you'll go insane, if you'll think about what you've gained, you'll be like us, happy, and having fun.
Chanda watched him, wondering if he would turn out like Rajsa.
Wasteland
Growling he stood as the female roused him of his silent thinking. He turned and glared at her and said in his dark deep voice that held the same power of his body I am not a housecat. If you want to stay and play like little kittens be my guest. Chanda I lived for the hunt. I lived to run to be free and happy. No body shot at me because I ran from them and disappeared before they could. I didnt go near the villages for that matter. India is my home. Not a cage where I can go insane and have to turn because otherwise I shall run into a wall. This is not happiness Chanda. I dont want somebody to hand me my food I want to hunt my food. I dont want to have to turn around all the time so that I can run more. I dont want to be some humans entertainment as they gawk at us. Its not what tigers were born for. Its not what you were born for. He stared at her through dark dangergous eyes for a moment then turned back to the water. The great cat sighed and lay down watching the humans growling when someone pointed at him. He stood and began to pace silently waiting for the female to answer.
Chanda
Chanda growled, he had broken her last nerve,
Don't you think I know that? Do you think there is ever a day when I don't want to go home? The captured me, and took me away from my cubs! For all I Know, they are dead! We have no choise but to stay in here! They will never let us out, and we have accepted that, but is seems like you never will. I'm sorry for trying to get you to get used to your new life! I'm sorry for not wanting you to go insane! I'm sorry I was worried!
She let out a roar in fustration, and ran away, tears falling out of her amber orbs.
Shetan
Shetan looked down silently. "Maybe they'll think that we should hunt our own food." He growled, and ran away.
Chanda
Chanda stopped under a tree, and lay down, digging her claws into the soft ground, growling to herself. She stood up, and when on her hind leggs, and dug her claws into the tree. Chanda pulled herself up, and dug her back claws into the tree. She climbed, and found a strong branch that would hold her large weight. She sat down, and began to groom herself, still growling, her exelent blance keeping her steady on the branch.