Wolfās eyes fluttered open in confusion. Had she been asleep? She blinked a few times to clear her blurry vision. Wolf remembered a few things from the nightās events. She knew she was at Lealtās. She knew she had convinced Summer to take a sip of Jixeon. She wasnāt sure when, but at one point she left the booth to get drinks. Though, a male and female alien had distracted her. She never saw their kind before. They reminded her of kittycats from Earth. Her eyes felt heavy, but she forced them to stay open. Something was off. She was being held in someoneās furry and warm arms. They were holding her bridal style as they leaned against the bar. Wolf licked her lips and winced. They tasted a bit bitter and herby. She touched her lips and pulled her fingers away. A giggle escaped her lips. Her finger tips were now covered in a glittery green substance. The sight oddly amused her.
When Wolf finally looked up, she realized she was being held by the female kittycat. She parted her lips to speak, but she didnāt know their language. Had she heard them speak before? It was hard to remember. Despite her hazy mind, she had a feeling she should try to escape. Wolf could see Jax and maybe even Summer at the booth. Wolf was distracted when she was adjusted in the alienās arms. Surprisingly, the movement cause her left hand to hurt since it was against the alienās body.
She looked at the palm of her left hand. It had five bright red scratches across it. Though, a clear liquid seemed to prevent the cuts from bleeding. Wolf closed her eyes as she tried to remember what happened. She remembered petting the female alien. Next the male slapped her hand away, his claws had given her the cuts. She opened her eyes as she felt ready to doze off. Wolf knew she had to get on her feet fast. She had to reach the ship, a hiding place, and or the others.
āPut me down?ā she whispered, hoping the alien understood Standard Galactic. Wolf felt as if she had been sedated. The alien hissed and Wolfās brain struggled to process the language. The alien said no. Wolf let out a soft sigh. She wondered what the alien wanted with her. Wolf was about to speak again, but the alien started to walk and she heard a familiar voice. Her eyes wandered over to the source of the voice. It was Buck. A smile graced her lips. He was irritated it seemed and talking to aliens. Wolf grew hopeful as they drew closer to him. If she could grab onto him, she could get some help with escaping the kittycat.
Though, Wolf realized seconds later she wouldnāt need his help. The male alien came out of nowhere and yanked Wolf out of the femaleās arms. Wolf hit the ground, but she didnāt feel any pain. She knew sheād likely feel tender in the morning. Slowly she stretched out on the floor and turned onto her back. She listened as the two aliens argued. The argument was about her. The female wanted to take her home, but the male was against it. At the thought of being stolen away, she turned and slowly got to her hands and knees. She clumsily crawled over towards the sound of Buckās voice. Wolf appeared behind Buck just as he reached for his weapon. Wolf got into a kneeling position. Her vision blurred. She knew she wouldnāt be able to stand on her own.
āDidnāt you hear me the first time?ā she heard Buck say.
āBuck, help me up. Leave the aliens alone,ā she said, her voice thankfully coming out clear. She was starting to feel a bit sober, but her body was too relaxed. Wolf still felt tired too. Tension filled her when she heard a series of hissing. She glanced back at the aliens that reminded her of kittycats. The femaleās eyes were on her as the male tried to drag her off. Wolf felt panic rise inside of her quickly. She held a hand out so Buck could pull her up once he turned around. She cleared her throat and took a deep breath to push away the panic. Wolf knew she couldnāt freak out now.
āBuck. I need to hide before I get adopted by a kittycat,ā she said, her voice now raised in volume. Wolf was starting to freak out and it annoyed her. If she was sober, sheād be fine with her current problem.
When Wolf finally looked up, she realized she was being held by the female kittycat. She parted her lips to speak, but she didnāt know their language. Had she heard them speak before? It was hard to remember. Despite her hazy mind, she had a feeling she should try to escape. Wolf could see Jax and maybe even Summer at the booth. Wolf was distracted when she was adjusted in the alienās arms. Surprisingly, the movement cause her left hand to hurt since it was against the alienās body.
She looked at the palm of her left hand. It had five bright red scratches across it. Though, a clear liquid seemed to prevent the cuts from bleeding. Wolf closed her eyes as she tried to remember what happened. She remembered petting the female alien. Next the male slapped her hand away, his claws had given her the cuts. She opened her eyes as she felt ready to doze off. Wolf knew she had to get on her feet fast. She had to reach the ship, a hiding place, and or the others.
āPut me down?ā she whispered, hoping the alien understood Standard Galactic. Wolf felt as if she had been sedated. The alien hissed and Wolfās brain struggled to process the language. The alien said no. Wolf let out a soft sigh. She wondered what the alien wanted with her. Wolf was about to speak again, but the alien started to walk and she heard a familiar voice. Her eyes wandered over to the source of the voice. It was Buck. A smile graced her lips. He was irritated it seemed and talking to aliens. Wolf grew hopeful as they drew closer to him. If she could grab onto him, she could get some help with escaping the kittycat.
Though, Wolf realized seconds later she wouldnāt need his help. The male alien came out of nowhere and yanked Wolf out of the femaleās arms. Wolf hit the ground, but she didnāt feel any pain. She knew sheād likely feel tender in the morning. Slowly she stretched out on the floor and turned onto her back. She listened as the two aliens argued. The argument was about her. The female wanted to take her home, but the male was against it. At the thought of being stolen away, she turned and slowly got to her hands and knees. She clumsily crawled over towards the sound of Buckās voice. Wolf appeared behind Buck just as he reached for his weapon. Wolf got into a kneeling position. Her vision blurred. She knew she wouldnāt be able to stand on her own.
āDidnāt you hear me the first time?ā she heard Buck say.
āBuck, help me up. Leave the aliens alone,ā she said, her voice thankfully coming out clear. She was starting to feel a bit sober, but her body was too relaxed. Wolf still felt tired too. Tension filled her when she heard a series of hissing. She glanced back at the aliens that reminded her of kittycats. The femaleās eyes were on her as the male tried to drag her off. Wolf felt panic rise inside of her quickly. She held a hand out so Buck could pull her up once he turned around. She cleared her throat and took a deep breath to push away the panic. Wolf knew she couldnāt freak out now.
āBuck. I need to hide before I get adopted by a kittycat,ā she said, her voice now raised in volume. Wolf was starting to freak out and it annoyed her. If she was sober, sheād be fine with her current problem.