[cashewmanz]

Henry starts a bit hearing the groan from the box. He brushes some of his hair out of his face as he carefully pries it open. The light streaming into the box seems to blind the creature temporarily as it cringes away from him. "A shifter..." Henry said softly to himself. He'd never seen one so close before. The shifters weren't exactly rare beasts, but they were considered very dangerous to humans. Hostile in many situations. He'd listened to his father talk on end about how they would assault farmers and other peasants. The larger ones would sometimes tear them to shreds. The birds he wasn't sure about, but he knew he needed to hide his confusion and wariness if he was to make his father proud.

"You. Do you know where you are? Do you know who I am?"