Sam had only been there for a few weeks at that point, and every day it seemed something new happened, something worse than before. And it hurt, it was terrifying. One of the only things she didn't do well with, frightening things, and this place was bad. Fortunately they didn't seem to treat her all too badly, she rarely created problems for them. If she created problems, they made her life worse. Within the first few days she realized that. So at this point, they'd taken her chains off and let her move freely around her cell. They no longer sliced her or tried to harm her greatly.
Though they definitely liked to tease her, which was something they were up to right that moment. Calling her freak because of her ears and tail, or a wimp because once they began to tease her, her tail went between her legs. Curling up in the corner of her cell, she watched as a group of men led a chained up girl past her cell.
Harley was thrilled, she had managed to make it out of her cell. That morning she had shifted into the smallest, yet slightly fast, animal she could think of. That became a rat. As soon as they opened her cell, she ran, quickly shifting into a leopard and taking off. She didn't want to escape, no she quite liked it here. Where would she go anyways? She had no home, she'd been here since she was one or two or, well something. There was no point in trying to find a home to go too. But she did want to have some fun, and escaping was quite fun. When they caught her it wasn't all that pleasant, but she didn't care. Behind her she heard the guards calling for back-up, this was going to be one of their big chases, huh?
"Oh, that's lovely honey," Joker was acting mad again, teasing the guards station outside his cell. They were just so easy, so predictable, so fun to play with. Never would he grow tired of messing with the buffoons, they were just too easy. Well, he did have to admit, it was beginning to grow a bit boring. He was one of their longest standing members, he even was on block one! And the other two before him had died, so technically he was here longer. Is here longer, plans on staying for awhile too. He would miss all his friends too much if he left!
Screams came from a few blocks over, and his guard friends looked at each other and then to him before exchanging a few whispers. From what he could gather, they had decided little Ross was too mad to try and attempt an escape, and he would be fine left alone. Within seconds the guards were gone, and he was alone, like always.