11-08-2014, 05:28 PM
Brien got up and made his way over to the bed. He eased on the soft bed, reflecting on what Shoba said about there being other creatures like him, yet different. Some were captured, others were born into it. If the captured refused to be tamed, they were put down effectively. It was good, yet bad, to see they were sort of in the same boat. He yawned, getting bored. The isolation was bound to drive him insane he was certain. "So how many months does this last or am I your first in this entire situation?"