The Deep Woods Circus » Places

         [[sorry i took so long, got caught up in personal matters]]

White was shoved into a dimly lit room, the door slamming behind her. She looked around the room, her ears twitched as fast as they could until she spotted a shadowy figure stand up in the corner of the room. "My dearest daughter, or should i call you White, like everyone else here seems too...Hmm, would you like that better, i think you would." He said smugly, using the horse whip in his hands to trace a line down her right arm. "Now, now, don't look so mean, i only want to talk..." he paused to let out a small, sarcastic chuckle, "You see, i knew i couldn't trust you to simply obey what i "said", but if some "reinsurance" of what i could do to you if i found out you were still asking people for help then well, maybe that might put you in your place...." his expression changes from exaggerated happiness to pure anger, "Don't you think." he said, pushing her to the ground a whipping her across the face, cutting her. White felt hot blood run down her right cheek as her farther knelt down over her and lifted her chin with his finger until they made eye contact. "I suggest you and who ever is helping you stop this bullshit now your i'll just start making things worse around here." He said through clenched teeth, hitting her across the other cheek and drawing blood yet again, "God you lucky you my main attraction.." he smirked, "or i would have simply killed you by now." he said, waving a hand at her, signaling the watchman to come into the room and take her back to her cage.

White landed on her knees when they shoved her back into her cage. She turned around a growled loudly at them, only to be met with laughter, "Save it for the audience wolfy." they said, hitting her cage with the back of their hand before walking away. She let out a quiet "hmph" and crawled of to her water troth and, for the second time to day, washing blood off her face, only this time it wasn't blood for a tenderloin.