The wolf in the cage got her tarp yanked off, and she noticed a figure getting injected with fluids. She wanted to say something before, but it was to late. That figure... tried to help me. Whatever it was, is kind. But I did nothing, but cower. She thought. She looked around, then thought, Wait, this isn't the lab I live in! She started to panic, she was picked up by fear. She didn't know what was going on, then she was picked up. Not just by fear, but by a human. She never knew this woman's name, but the woman was nice. Forgeting she could fly awat, she was put carfully into a cage. She never got a name, but the woman called her, Blu. Who is Blu? I can't be Blu. For I've no name, but I'm liking it. She thought. She tossed in her cage, trying to clean herself, her wings pointing outward. They were out of her cage and in front of the figure's cage. She thought, it still might be too drousy, to really do anything. She stared at the figure, trying to make out what it was. But instead of making it out fully, she shrugged. Then another man in a lab coat ran in and put an odd creature in a cage, right by her's. She heard it being thrown in the cage, and she made out the cries. It was a fox. She ignored it and kept grooming her paws. The chains made it difficult around her paw. And the one on her neck, it was choking her everytime she craned her neck, to lick her paws.