Disappointed, May retreated to the back of the cell. As she moved her body changed. Long black fur seemed to die at the root and disappear, except the ones on her head, which grew even longer and changed to hair. By the time she made it to her desired corner she was a young women with flowing black hair down her back. She wore a lame grey shirt and pants. She knew people would be coming. Whenever they did she made it as hard as she could for them to catch her. She would become a hummingbird and zip around the room or become a hippo and bite who ever got near her. But today was different, today she was going to escape this hell. She wasn't to exited about it, she had tried this before and was always caught before she got close. But she had to try.
Asher had been sitting with his knees up and his head resting on them, his clipped wings around his body. Seemingly to be asleep. When he heard Helga his eyes opened. He felt like someone had shoved a stone in his lungs as stress hung over him. He breathed deeply to calm himself.
