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Cornelia pov

Cesar changed, he had taken off jeans and his red sweater he had climb, that fake tree. That was tall and that was in the middle of the playroom that dodge called it that too. I was watching him climb that tree, he was trying to look out of something, the dome above the playroom area. He was up do something i just knew it in the moment as i watched while i was in the playroom. He was at the top of tree looking around and something caught his eyes i thought. Than he wipe the window, than soon after dodge, called for us to come back.

Meaning it was dinner time i thought to myself as i went back to cage for dinner time.

~~~~ time skip

It was night, when we heard dodge voice, along with humans girls and another guy voice. I heard as i was resting in my pen, i was sleepy after dinner i heard the girl voice. " there thousands of them, this is like your private zoo" the girls said, the guy said " more like a prison for hairy dudes" he said, as i heard them than i block out their voices until one girl came over to my pen. " this one so cute" than dodge said my name " the name is cornelia , it's a she" i pretend that i was sleep. Than i heard them move on to cesar pen. I sat up right as i watch them in the moment

~~~~ cesar pov

I hid under my bed, i had a plan to escape
but i needed something sharp like a knife, i was waiting for a moment. I heard footsteps, and dodge voice "hey, he is a pain in ass, he thinks he's special or something" dodge said. I saw his knife than i sign come, than he got closer to the pen, than i came out of the under my bed and i walked closer to him. Than my hand fit though the bars of the pen, i grab the guys shirt . " let him go" i just look at dodge with pure hate than i let him go i had what i needed. The jerk head, left with the girls and dodge, than i sneak back to hid i had the knife of the jerk. Part 1, than i had built a door open with wooden sticks, string and the knife. Here i go i though as i walked to the door of my pen.

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