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I’m alone right now; they have me in a holding area. I don’t remember my mother or anyone. They have not given me a name yet… oh I am so weak right now. I can hear them talking about me at times, once in a while they will let me have company, usually a female fox that is caged. They say that I can have her at times as long as I keep my distance from her. I wish they would let me have her, I don’t like being alone. I can hear some one coming closer to me, I move back from the door and into the far corner, hoping they will stop at my cell. I can hear them just outside the door, I can’t tell yet if they have come for the panthress or me across the way. My door opens slowly and my body glows slightly in hope as I slowly get up. A man stands there, saying nothing for a time, then beckoning me out. I come out slowly and look around nervously, as far as I can remember I have never been let out the cell, I’m scared what will happen.



As I come out I can see down a dark hallway, there are doors along both sides, each like mine, more than I can count. Now that I am out I can feel those in the other cells, but it is not enough to do anything but tease my hunger and. He gestures me to go towards one end and I start to move as told. My mind cycles as I near a door that is different, this one is wooden where the other were more metal. He opens it to reveal a stairway leading up.



It’s dark and even damper in the stone stairwell than my cell, but it doesn’t bother me as I continue without knowing where or why I’m out my cell. I’m a little stronger from the small bits I was able to pick up, but not by much. It seems like this goes on forever as we keep climbing, but eventually I can see a thin beam of light coming from a crack ahead of us. We reach the door and it opens onto a large well-lit room. My eye hurt for a moment as they had grown used to the dark. The room is huge, I never knew a space this big even existed. There were torches on the walls casting light around, and some things that looked like me, color wise, hanging from the ceiling also casting light. The walls looked much smoother here and were white, on there were windows with other beings frozen on the other side. Large columns line either side and a soft red covering with gold patterns on it ran the length. There are many doors leading off of it, none of them like the ones I’ve seen, and they are spaced further apart than the others below. Soon I’m led to one of the adjacent doors, still not knowing why.