Aicha

By the time the nigrescent canine reached the town. She could only see the blurs of the street lights, headlights off of vehicles, and the walls around her looked higher, and longer as well. A dart was stuck in her hind end, and her lids were almost closed over glazed honey visionaries. Finally she sat down, unknowingly on the side of a busy highway. The sidewalk was lined with stores. Canines reached back and pulled out the dart. Maybe this would make people think she was just asleep. Within little time she layed down, and slid into an unconsciouse state.

*Humans*

A few vehicles blazed their horns at her while she staggered over and sat down by the busy roadway. Most didn't give a care about her though and didn't bother to honk or slow down in thought she might dart infront of them. After a few minutes a car pulled over and rumbled quietly as a young human-man got out of it. He spoke out to Achia, but got no response. Moving closer, he could see she was still breathing. She's been hit. Unconscious, I think. Is this a wolf though? Or a dog? The man thought to himself, not being very well knowledgable on canine physiology. He struggled to pick up Achia and placed her in the back seat of his car. He was a kind person, but unfortunatly for Achia, his ignorance was going to cost her her freedom. He had heard about some place deep in the woods that housed wolves and unwanted dogs; that's all he knew. It sounded perhaps like a sanctuary... right? Well, good enough. She looked like a wolf or perhaps a hybrid, so he was taking her there. To the Fenced Runs of the Nefaryous Laboratory.