Scarlet Pence
The female was out cold from the lack of oxygen if it wasn't obvious. Though She started to gain some consiousness hearing a female discuss about some sort of exchange. She couldn't understand much though he head was still spinning. How tightly was that creature choking her? How could she still feel light headed. Her eyes started to open slightly feeling the Raptor carry her some where through the maze of the enemy base. She wanted to fight back, to struggle for her freedom but it was no use. Her body just refused to cooperate with her commands.
Scream, that was all she wanted to do; scream for help, scream out of anger, scream out of frustration. Angry at the Lycan for choking her; frustrated at herself for not putting up a fight when she needed to. She just proved how weak she was in battle, which made her even angrier.
The light smack finally brought her back to the real world. The male's voice was still a murmur as her vision started to clear before her. First question, where am I? She took a quick scan of her surroundings, she concluded that they had taken her to their own "sanctuary". She hissed at the sight of the raptor, normally she would have tried to strike the male but she realized she was bounded securely to the chair. Thanks to the many horror novels she read in her spare time, she knew trying to struggle through the restraints was just a waist of energy. Instead she smirked at the male. "Is it play time already, freak?" She whispered in a twisted voice before shooting saliva at her captives face.
Yuki Park
The loud clap of thunder made the poor boy cry. He may act strong and brave but he was still a small young and foolish puppy. He used the palms of his hand to cover his delicate ears. "So loud!" He trembled as the female left to retrieve their food. He was left alone on the bed trembling in just a pair of filthy trousers. He sniffed pushing the tears back to wait for the female. Another clap of thunder made her scream and jump out of the comfort of the bed. He whined as he fell to the ground thanks to his bad ankle. He whimpered cowardly crawling on the hard floor he some how made it to a door. He forced himself to sit up and open it reviling a closet, the ground was clear enough for the boy to fit. He crawled inside cowardly and hid in the corner shutting the door behind him. He pulled his legs to his chest and cried in fear. "Mommy..." he kept calling out in fear his small body trembling hard.