Pain ricocheting in her skull was a feeling Marissa was not happy to wake up to. Neither was the the whining sound grating on her nerves, or the hazy view of metal bars surrounding her.
Rubbing her eyes to try and wake herself out of her dream, she yawned and inadvertently moved her jaw, and felt the pain almost knock her back out again. Memories of someone knocking her out surfaced and she instantly forgot her pain and focused on her surroundings.
"Figglio di puttana!" She cursed, realising that she hadn't been dreaming. She was definitely in a cage, a very cramped cage, and there was no way she was getting out without help.
Trying to get up was tricky, but she managed to get to get herself in a sitting position and get a good look at where that awful noise was coming from. In a cage opposite to hers, and not much bigger, was a wolf kicking up a storm trying to push itself through the bars and reach out of the bars towards her. It whined and growled at, trying to push its paws through the bars.
"Not in this lifetime," she muttered, pushing back as far away from the other cage as she could, although that wasn't exactly far.
A man in the same uniform as the officers that kidnapped them came in. Marissa didn't see much of his face, because as soon as he entered, he crouched by the wolf's cage. The wolf went mad in response, barking and throwing itself at the cage to get closer to the man. The man didn't even flinch, just laughed in response and watched the wolf injure himself to try reaching him.
Marissa felt her rage rise at his behaviour towards the animal.
"Done yet? I have places to be," the man asked as the wolf stopped trying to reach out and reverted to just watching him.
"I guess this means you won't be cooperating." Marissa snorted in her head. The guy sounded like he was pouting.
Boo-freakin'-hoo.
The man turned towards Marissa then, and she had to wonder if her snort wasn't as internal she'd thought. By the strange way both the man and the wolf were looking at her, that probably was the case.
The man stood, and looked back to the wolf. "Maybe this will change your mind."
Suddenly, the man was unlocking her cage and reaching in.
"Oh, hell no. Lasciami andare! Let me go!" She twisted and clawed and tried to struggle, the wolf barking and growling madly in his own cage. The man just pulled her out of her cage and stuffed her into the other one with the wolf which tried to rush at them. Ignoring the both of them, the man just pushed her and slammed the cage door shut behind her.
"The hunger should speed things along nicely," he said and walked out of the door.
"Mangia merde e morte!" She called at him, although he was probably long gone by now. Even so, she refused to let the wolf out of her sight to make sure.
She kept her gaze and attention focused on the wolf as much as possible. It was focused over her shoulder, growling and looking ready to pounce.
You and me both, she thought to herself, cursing the idiot that had locked her in the cage in her head as to not draw the wolf's attention. Outwardly, she tried not to show any of her fear or her anger. Animals had a tendency to sniff out those sorts of emotions and be affected by them.
Seeing no other course, in her mind she envisioned herself being back at the veterinary clinic, and that the wolf was just another big dog being brought in to be seen. She struggled, but the calmness that came with her work soon enveloped her, although she was still very wary of the situation at the back of her mind.
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Mishaps & Wolves (REWRITE)
FantastiqueWhen the fate wants something to happen, it really pulls out all of the stops. Marissa loves working at the zoo. The animals are friendly, even if the people aren't, and as a vet she always has something new to do. But after the incident, she realis...