their wolf ( Loki X oc )

Chapter eight

POV Tony

We were watching in surprise as after Bucky had seen what the girl had written he frowned and stood up, walking to the room that we were in, we all looked up as the door slammed and Bucky came in before putting the paper on the table, we all moved closer to look at it, and gasped
" How did she..?!"
Nat started but Bucky cut her off
" I don't know, but her name is phoenix and I don't want to go up in flames"
I started searching my database for a redhead that looked like her, named phoenix, while trying not to think about the fact that she had written down the name of every person in this room, even pepper who she didn't see on her way in, she could be dangerous, and we don't even know how much..............

 

POV Phoenix

I just wanted to mess with them, to see their reactions but maybe I should have left them alone, it has been five days and I have been completely cut off from human communication, not that it affected me, I have been on my own since forever, the only time I even see anyone is when they bring my meals, which I don't touch for two reasons, one, it could be poisoned, and two, I physically can't eat this, my wolf has been scratching at the surface of my mind trying to get out, to fight, bringing out some of my rather ' wild ' survival instincts and when this happens I can't eat anything other than raw meat or milk, fresh at that, so I am involuntarily starving myself, though if they do know that I am not eating, then they probably think it's voluntary, fun right? And even if they had force fed me, it would have just came right back up. I don't even know what I was thinking walking in to here, thinking I could escape myself, ha, no, life is always waiting to slap me in the face..... I was pulled out of my thoughts by a slammed door, a woman walked in and sat down in the chair across from where I was sitting, I didn't stand up even though it went against both my nature and upbringing, she was an elder, my wolf acknowledged it, she was an elder, my upbringing calls to greet her properly, but she could take it as a threat and not a sign of respect, as well as I didn't want to give them any more clues about where I am from, so I bowed my head, I would have acknowledged the others this way but I wasn't given the time, she smiled at me and made eye contact trying to get into my mind, I smirked BIG mistake lady, she let out a howl of pain and fell off the chair she was sitting in, it was in front of a table behind which I was sitting, while she was trying to breathe through the pain which I knew had already started to fade I wrote her a note with the pen and paper that was before me,  I know I shouldn't mess with them more but this should warn them of the danger that comes with mentalists