Elsie smelled food. One of her favorite things. The young cat watched the commotion from a distance at first, then moved in closer. She meowed loudly several times, making her presence known. The only identification she had was a worn collar with a shiny tag hanging from it. The tag, unfortunately, did not provide any way of getting in touch with the cat's owner. It did, however, have her name engraved on it - 'Elsie.' She was quite interested in all that was happening at this strange new place, but not interested enough to go too close to the crowd.

A trailer pulls into the yard and a man calls out with a whistle to the owner of the place. He starts on some paper work and taps the side of the trailer a few times push the zodonk from his daze.

Zuzu had pushed his nose in a corner and closed his eyes to cry. Invisible tears ran down his cheeks as he stood there. Tail flicking the flies with a 'why bother' type of expression. His mother was gone, his family was gone, and now his master was gone. He had seen such horrible treatment to that other hyrbid. Would his treatment be the same.

He cowered.

Elsie hid when the vehicle pulled up. She had seen this type of thing before, but she had never seen such a massive one. She waited to see what it would do. When the man got out, she was ready to run. But she calmed down when she saw the equine. She slowly crept forward, keeping a low profile. "Hi! I'm Elsie! What's your name?" She asked, twitching her tail.