(( Okay, here goes ! ))

Skye sat on the underground listening to her iPod and watching as the flurecent lights above her head blinked. She watched as a man in a large brown jacket read his newspaper, his eyes skimming quickly over the front page article -- "Animal Hybrids : Friend or Foe ?". The man suddenly looked up and caught her gaze, his cold eyes holding hers, a deep emerald green. The man looked away and Skye's gaze returned to the flickering light. She combed a hand through her dark red hair and whistled along to the song playing through her headphones.

(( I told you I was sleep deprived today. :squee: ))

(It's fine, lol. Not my kind of music, but still a lovely song.)

It had been a long day. A very long day. And somehow, Quinn didn't think it was ending just yet. The morning had started off fairly well, simply scrounging for scraps in multiple trash cans. Soon, however, Quinn's eyes had lifted, settling on some humans that had been pointing at him. So much for the wolves looked just like a big dog.

Sure enough, the people had chased him, and Quinn had reverted to his human form, hoping he could get lost in the crowd. It proved impossible, however, and Quinn now found himself chained awkwardly, staring at the people passing. They dragged him here, not bothering to undo the tight ropes they'd fitted around the male's wrist, ending with a collar of sorts, made out of the rope, so Quinn couldn't hope to revert to his true form. He'd choke on the tiny thing if he tried.

Another growl came from the male, a bystander pausing to poke at him. He looked human enough, why couldn't he have those rights? Why was it always, 'Catch that thing and sell him to the highest bidder'? The white ears perched on his human head twitched slightly in irritation, turning the yellow orbs in their sockets to glare at the new train that pulled up.

Okay...since it's been so long, I'm out. This was fun. See ya around! ^u^