♔ Eustacia (P.O.V)
Still, in my wolf form, I stay snuggly curled in a ball on the pile of bloodstained hay that litters the dirt ground. My black tail drapes over my front paws, where my head is also resting. Even with my eyes closed and no sense of time, I know it's been hours. Hours since Flynn has forced me into this silver barred cell.
He dragged me here by the silver collar and chain he placed back on my neck after injecting that s**t into my veins. The silver teeth still dig into my flesh, although it's a duller sensation as a wolf. The chain that connects to it loosely dangles around my neck, latched firmly on to the post of the silver gate inclosing my cell.
Before he left he stated I wouldn't be in the pits yet, and rambled on about some big event he had to go to. Whatever is s
