Sarela

Femme pads through the forest unaware of what lies before her. The wind shifts bringing the scent of human to her. Frightened she turns to run, but then catches the scent of wolves. Fear still heavy, but curiousity winning out, she stalks to the edge of the trees and sees standing metal holding in those of her own kind. Crouching, she watches them move about their pens, puzzled at their confinement.

*Canines*

In one cage there was a young boxer, laying down at the back of his kennel. He was stolen from his backyard and sold to the Labs for some quick cash.

In a cage next to him was an adult wolf, caught from the wild. He paced anxiously along the front of his kennel.

Three wolf pups were huddled in the back of their kennel. They had been caught after a hunter killed their mother and dug them out of their den.

A fairly old she-wolf was in a kennel closer to the woods. Spotting Sarela, she perks her ears up and stares curiously at her. Unlike many dogs would do, she doesn't bark or even say anything.

Sarela

Noticing that the old she-wolf has spotted her she stands and pads slowly to the cage. Fear of humans fuels her caution and she speaks quietly, though she knows a human would not be able to hear her.
"What is this place?" She asks.

*Wolfess*

She looked up at Sarela with dull eyes, "Humans brings wolves, dogs, and other canines here and do strange things to them. Hurtful things, usually." The wolfess sighed lightly and dipped her head down.