12-01-2011, 07:07 AM
Silas frowned, looking out to the commotion out the shop. White fox ears tipped with black were perked toward the door, to try and hear better. There seemed to have been some form of struggle. He felt sorry for the person who had been captured, such a shame. If he were at his top capacity, he would have tried to help out. Noticing more people coming in the shop, he scowled and scooted down against the corner of his cage. Leaning his head against the bars, he became bored. So what now? Wait until we're bought? I wonder when they feed us. Or, take us out for some air. These were some of the few thoughts he had. The kitsune had heard stories about such places, none pleasant.
The thought of what they could do to him almost made him cringe. Trying to summon a little snow, he was met with the sharp jolt of the collar. "Ow." he mumbled, rubbing at the collar. Ok, so that was a bad idea. You'd think after the tenth time, he would get the idea. Maybe they would run out of battery. If they even Had battery on the stupid things.
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