NOVA
The heavy footsteps of the Pack Sentinels strolling past my cage fills me with terror and panic. I can't control my tears as I desperately hold on to the iron bars, hoping that someone rescues me from this hell.
In a few minutes, I'll be out there in the local stadium, where the slave auction is being held. I'll be sold off to the highest bidder and I'll forever be taken away from this Pack. The thought of that is freaking me out, prompting me to desperately pray for a miracle.
I don't care if my new master will be an ogre, a rogue, or a feral beast. I don't care if he's going to treat me worse than I have been treated all my life. All I care about is that I stay close to home. I want to remain in the Pack. I always want to stay close to the only place that will ever feel like hom
