*Humans*

A dull green jeep pulled up into the driveway, a few larger men opening the back of the jeep and one taking hold of the male wolf. Both the man and the lady who had stayed in the back headed to the second floor. The men set Nightcrawler on the table and left while the lady went on with her work.

She worked quickly, taking heart beats and other measurements. She gave severy vaccinations against rabbies and other thingswhich were becoming common in the wild, and unusually she placed a tracking chip. This was not nessasary because he would eb confined, but she supposed that one day shewould release this particular male. Now satisfied, she called in the man who once more came in, this time moving Nightcrawler to a cage for quarentine. Before the door was closed, the lady gave him a reversal drug, one which would work quickly. She then closed the door and securely locked it before stepping back and watching the patient come to.

Nightcrawler

As his eyes fluttered open, Nightcrawler felt a jolt of fear strike him. He had never been to this place before, but it wasn't the first time he had gotten caught. There was no mistaking the smell of a human den. It took a few moments before he could get to his feet and have a look around and see just where he was. His heart sank quickly when he realized he was definitely confined.

No, not again! The wolf stood in his pen, tail and head low, ears back. Then he noticed the woman and his bright eyes got a touch wider. He didn't snarl however; Night just stared at the human, expecting some sort of torture.

*Tara & Dog*

The human only smiled and wrote some notes on the piece of paper. His reaction did not surprise her, she had captured a few wolves who stayed rather quiet while in their cage. She wrote moreon another sheet before placing this on on the corner of the cage. "Ten days quarentine before release into the enclosure." She spoke this to herself as if making sure this was proper time. Normally she would go for thirty, but the added vaccinations she gave would kill off many things that she had to watch for on those of the last. With an affirming nod she turned to leave, letting a small shetland sheepdog into the room.

The male had greeted other additions to the center, and his thoughts on the wolves never changed. He disliked them because he ad heard of humans being killed by them. "It's been awhile since another of you kind was here" He spoke rather matter a factly, a bit older now and less intrigued by the large canines.

Nightcrawler

His ears perked forward momentarily at her words, trying to catch and decipher her tone. But alas, he could read nothing of her language and tone. Night shied back when she placed the paper on his cage, and watched with just the slightest feeling of ease when she left.

Now his ears came forward and his position changed into a more calm one; though his cricked tail showed his concern and anxiety about being locked up. "Another one of my kind? What is this place..." Nightcrawler asked, his voice very quite and almost whispered by the last few words. He was glad, at least, that this dog wasn't one of those horrid King Hounds. Even if he didn't seem the most friendly.

*Dog*

"It's the Wolf Center. THe humans study your kind trying to find why you are killing them off." His tones began as the last words had ended, but soon ended in a low growl. he loved his humans and disliked any known for killing them. He had a thing against all wolves, whether they had a record or not. The small sheltie turned to leave but before he did he spoke in a growling tone. "My humans will give you no reason to hurt them. Do so anyway and I will be sure to kill you" He snarled threateningly. there was no way for him to back up such a threat, but he made it none the less. And the he was gone, leavuing the wolf to himself.

Nightcrawler

Having a feeling that he'd be here for a while, Nightcrawler sat back on his haunches as he listened to the dog speak. "I have never hurt a human, though many have given me a reason too." He stated after a moment, his tone still quite, but with a touch of misery. He felt a flicker of temper rise in him at the dog's last remarks, but held back a growl or retort of his own. Night figured the dog must have reason enough for being so hostile.

With a sigh, he watched the canine go, half regretful that he was now totally alone. Oh well, he had been alone plenty of times before. For a few minutes, the wolf tested the cage, trying to find any weakness in the structure that might earn him freedom. This was all in vain, of course. The cage seemed sturdy. So, out of boredom and isolation, Night spent a good deal of his time howling in the little cage when he was sure no humans were around.