The wolf woke with a start. She found an empty tent and a dead fire. The space next to her was no longer warm and the bowl of food had been half devoured and left behind. Gingerly, as if the tall man would jump from the shadows at any second, she padded towards the scent of food and proceeded to lick the bowl clean. It wasn’t much, but it would keep her stomach from aching later. It was the bread that sated the rest of her hunger though.<br/><br/>Sensitive canine eyes saw through the thick dimness of the tent and her strong nose picked up scents far from outside its fabric walls. The red tinted wolf slipped out from behind the flaps at the door, first only her head before she found bravely to step forward more. The camp was bustling with life and was larger than she remembered. There was also more humans than she remembered and when curious gazes roamed over her, the wolf flattened her ears and lifted her lips until eyes moved along.<br/><br/>Large paws carried her around the tall men’s tent and beyond — only to be stopped by a massive fence. Panic gripped her and she paced at the base of the fence. She knew who it was meant for. Certainly to keep others out but also to keep her in. He hasn’t caged her inside his own tent, because he’s caged within the entire camp. The red wolf trotted along its length, circling the camp. Hardly aware of anyone else, her focus was set to finding a way through it. Even the more powerful legs of the wolfgirl couldn’t get her over the top and if these people were smart, the fence had been dug into the earth making digging out also impossible.<br/><br/>She threw back her head and howled. He’d caged her like the animal he thought she was. Taken her, violated her and trapped her. She had no family, no home and no way to escape. And even if she did… where would she go? The howl hat lifted from her chest was a sad sound, dripping with defeat.