*Scientist*

Pheral was brought into the lab still sedated. With the help of several people, she was hauled up onto a larger table. The most severe of her wounds were treated, as they didn't want the sow to die just yet.

Her general health was assessed, blood was drawn, and she was given a series of shots to fight against worms, diseases, and the like. Unlike the wolves and other predators, Pheral was not considered 'dangerous' in the sense that she would outright stalk and attack people and kill wildlife. They all knew she was very capable of killing humans, but because she was not a strict carnivor, they did not worry much about that aspect. Instead, their minds wondered to what profit they could make from her.

Such a large sow like her would be a great game animal to hunt, and would be hard for the average predator to take down. And so they had decided, on Ben's suggestion, to breed Pheral in order to produce a line of big, tough game boars that would provide hunters with plenty of entertainment and challenge.

Before waking her, they used artifitial means to make her pregnant. The sire was a half breed razorback/bushpig. The red color, which they hoped would be dominant, would make the pigs more of a target, while the razor back would add to their size and toughness in the wild.

Before Pheral woke up, they moved her to the ground. Several people had a hold of her via thick ropes around her neck and legs. They had to make sure that she came out of the sedation alright, but they'd be quick to move her before she fully woke up.

Pheral

The first thing she was aware of was the smell- she was definitely in a human building. The air was different; it shifted about like it were in a stuffy, enclosed space. And the sounds... the high-pitched wines and low drummings of electrical powers. She knew about these strange things all too well.

Then her eyes opened, blurry and hardly seeing at first while the drug still had a tight hold on her mind. With a grunt, she tried to stand up, but her muscles were still weak, and she fell to her side. Memory of what had just happened began to come her her, and she became aware of the pain coursing over her body where fresh wounds were. Grumbling now, Pheral tried again to stand and focus her weary eyes on one of the humans so she could attack them.

*Humans*

They easily evaded her attacks, and before she could rightly gather herself, they injected a tracking chip into her thick nape. Then, with much effort, they loaded her into a crate and carried her outside into a waiting van. Now to release her.