Spring 14, 512 AV Krystia nested in a small cage atop a tiger crate. She was silently looking around with quike head movements. This place was bustling with people trying to get animals out, get them in, store them, and more. She was glad her turn hadn't come yet. She had a tiger that was making too much noise under her. It was in a wooden crate, so of course couldn't reach her even if it tried. It was making way too much noise for Krystia, roaring and bumping its cage. Back off you crazy idiot. She was going to fluff her feathers, but the cage that didn't permit her to do so. They stuck out all the mini holes. So then she had to somehow free them. It just became a mess. A man suddenly came running towards her. Oh no. Here we go. He opened her cage by the latch, and before so, grabbed the collar that was secured safely around her neck. This was the human's way of preventing her to shift. THey called it captivity. The man threw her onto a thin stage. Since the man had taken off her collar right before, she shifted as she was taught to. She was now a human girl with blonde hair and gold eyes. She smiled to the people eyeing her suspiciously. The humans had taught her to smile also. With another shift, she was an owl again. She flew through the air, showing off her fabulous flying skills. After she showed them what she could do, they would maybe buy her. Highest bidder wins. Krystia landed on the stage, and shifted, putting her in human form. She sat there, waiting for some bids. She was neither nervous nor relaxed. She had been through so many of these, the no bids came naturally. But she always believed in miracles, so, there could be a possibility she would get adopted. The only way she was going to get out of the annual cycle was by being adopted. |