Silva Myst

She awakes and listens to the commotion she heared not to far away. She sighs. Her legs were feeling better now and she hated the casts though. The chemical that was ill tasting had worn off alot so she chews on the cast on her right leg trying to take it off. She still tasted a faint nasty taste of the ill tasting chemical though but she ignored it for now it was weak.

*Humans*

A woman approached the kennel, carring a rope with her. It was time to remove the casts and see if the paws had healed enough. If they did, the coyote would be released into the wild to see just how she would survive with the claws.

The woman spoke to Silver Myst, seeing if she would be friendly.

Silva Myst

Silva knew she couldent get out no matter what with the casts so she wags her tail slowly then stops and slowly approches the lady.

*Human*

The woman enters the kennel and crouches down, trying not to intimidate the coyote. Hopefull that Silver Myst was going to be friendly, the human took a chance and tried to slip the rope around her neck.

Silva Myst

With the rope around her neck she tilted her head curiously. She knew better then to attack for shed just be in more trouble and couldent run fast if at all with the casts on.

*Human*

The woman tugged gentally on the rope, encouraging the coyote to follow her lead. She led Silva Myst to the Laboratory.