Dogday's head was spinning, he tried to look where they were going but he couldn't tell, Catnap seemed silent the whole way there but little did Dogday know of Catnap's internal battle. 'This isn't right... Dogday is our friend... not he's a traitor, he wasn't there when the Prototype saved you, he doesn't understand... but he's always been there... even when you had bad days... but he's a heretic who doesn't want to see things your way' Catnap shakes his head roughly to get rid of the annoying thoughts but in doing so he causes great pain to Dogday. Dogday grunts as he's dropped to the ground. He tries to weakly crawl away but he doesn't get far as Catnap puts his paw on the dog's back to keep him still. The Prototype makes his way over, it's a tight space but the Prototype works quickly to strap Dogday back up, this time though Dogday just hangs there, the straps just allow him enough slack to fall limp. Dogday looks at his... his feet aren't there. "You monster!" he yells as the purple feline just rolls his eyes and stalks off with the Prototype, Dogday is left screaming profanities after the two leave. Dogday ends up crying after a while, yet it wouldn't matter since nothing seemed to change now... his legs that had once let him have freedom and run happily with his friends are now gone, and he wasn't sure if he'd ever get them back.
Picky Piggy was left to look at Dogday's legs just laying there untouched. Her mouth starts to water thinking about the meat on them, she's almost in a trance as she tries to see if Catnap or the Prototype are around or not. Picky looked at the others, they had yet to uncover their eyes and ears, but Picky just had her eyes on the prize in front of her, food. She begins to crawl out of the hiding spot where the critters were at, but she wasn't sure how long she'd get until someone came back, she had to move fast. She crawled out of the tube and made her way towards the torso laying on the ground, yes it was her friend's, yes she may regret what she's about to do, yes she was hungry... but was she hungry enough for cannibalism? ... yes she was. Picky grabs the left leg and tears into it, the soft fur was torn away as was the flesh, she only wanted what was under the flesh. Peeling back the layers of flesh and fur got her to the red meat. Patches of meat were a bit rotten but it was fine as long as she got her food, without wasting anymore precious time, Picky dug into the leg. The sounds of tearing flesh, and breaking bones could be heard as the other critters all uncovered their eyes and ears looking around, they noticed Picky wasn't there with them, in a frantic rush to see if their friend was okay they decided to check outside their hiding spot....

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