Snippet #1299489

The room moved, suddenly and with no warning. It ziped and zagged and glided and turned and was all around quite discombobulating. The sickening movement reminded Lenora faintly of the Glass Elevator in Willy Wonka's chocolate factory, able to move every which way at high speeds. Lenora, for one, was unable to really listen and process what was being said over the speaker for the confusing movements of the containment room she and the others were in.

As suddenly as it had started, it stopped. The abruptness throwing most of them to the floor. "Our only concern is for you," the computerized voice was disconcerting and eerie. Their only concern is us. Who are they, and what do they want? Lenora's thoughts of the impending doom that seemed to happen upon her and her 'pack' frightened even her.

However, she wouldn't let anyone think such a little thing could keep her down. Lenora was determined to keep up her careless facade, how long it would last though, she did not know, though she would keep it on for as long as it held.

Anyone, anyone at all who would listen to a simple and uninteresting girl like me, please. Please don't let this end in disaster. She silently prayed and she stood, nonchalantly brushing herself off.

"So, dearies, who goes first?" Her usual drawl and slight smirk of the mouth was back in place as she wondered, who would take that challenge. After all, she wasn't an Alpha, so there was no way in this lifetime she would ever take the lead. Decisions took too much effort.