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Post by Kiba on Sept 18, 2008 11:32:45 GMT -5
The white wolf lies motionless on the floor, either unconscious or asleep. Eventually he wakes up, sniffing around before opening his eyes and (telepathically) speaking to himself.
...Where the hell am I? He starts meandering around the room, noting that the place smells like humans and human-like things. He does not look happy about the fact, and heads to the door.
That's it. I'm getting out.
After sitting and studying the doorknob for a moment, his true form gets replaced with a tall, dark-haired young man standing pensively in front of the door. "I never thought I'd have to disguise myself again," he remarks with distaste.
He places a hand on the doorknob and turns it, but the sound of metal ripping out of wood is heard, and it drops to the floor with a clank. There are scratches on the door and teeth marks on the knob; Kiba pushes the door open and starts looking for the way out.
Or at least some food.
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