(Size comparison up top.)

I didn't want to be here. I didn't know how I got here. Every time I tried to tell the thing that had me in this cage anything, she would yell at me, even when I had to use the bathroom. I hated to admit it, but I had gone several times in the cage.

She hit me several times, yelling more, but when I started to scream in pain, someone finally beat on the door.

I whimpered as she threw me back in, going to answer it. There was a conversation, and a being even larger was suddenly in the room, looking at me!

The glance was gone quickly, followed by more conversation between the two. The words were low grunts and hisses that I couldn't understand, but the tones were clear. The new one was mad!

Whatever he said, made her glare at me. I knew I'd be hit again, even as I moved into a different corner, hugging my knees. I couldn't look at them as the voices got louder.

The whole cage was jostled, and I ran again, trying to get away from her. She only smiled, a look I knew well.

When he pointed to my bowls, my stomach growled weakly. I couldn't remember the last time I'd had food or something to drink. I would even take hard pellets, and the thick, sour liquid that she gave me instead of water.

Thinking of water, and that sour liquid had made me think of something else I needed badly. I needed to wee. "Please," I said, my voice shaky from fear, "I need to go to the bathroom." I shook the bars beside the door, hoping one of them would understand. I was only shouted at again.

When I could no longer hold it, I felt liquid going down my legs. I dropped my head into my hands, crying in embarrassment. I had just wet myself again!

Looking up at a dull thud, I saw the female on the floor, and the male on front of my cage. There was more yelling, the female pushed past the male, and reached for the cage door. I whimpered until the arm stopped at a word from the guy and the female turned toward him.

The cage door was finally opened by the slightly blue male, and something that smelled wonderful was held in front of me. "Food!" I shouted, snatching it, and bringing it to my mouth. It was some kind of jerky, slightly spicy, and a bit hard to chew, but good after weeks of no food, "So good!" The piece was as big as my hand!

When I finished it, I was shocked when another piece was held out. This one was closer to the door, obviously a trick to get me out. But when my stomach growled again, I crawled forward, reaching out.

The arm shot forward, grabbing me, and bringing me into a cool chest. I struggled, feeling my old wounds, but I was scared he would hurt me.

Another piece of jerky in front of my face had me calming. He wouldn't hurt me if he gave me food, right?

He leaned down, and after a few soft hisses in my ear, and a few more shots at the female, we walked out.

*First chapter in Harper's pov. Hope you like it.

Please like and comment. Any help with the plot would be welcome.*