Sarah followed nervously behind Fang. While her fear was slowly ebbing away, her worry was not. She felt like a prisoner again, and felt like eyes were watching her from every side. Each time she saw an animal, it looked as if they would rather just attack her than leave her be. Then something caught her attention. Fang growled at a tiger, and it nodded. It<span style="font-style: italic">nodded</span>. What the hell?<br/><br/>They stopped, and Fang dropped an odd fruit in front of her. Then another. She slowly reached down and picked one of them up. Her eyes slid over to Fang, who was apparently talking to a panther.<span style="font-style: italic">This just keeps getting weirder.</span>She thought.<span style="font-style: italic">What have I gotten myself into?</span><br/><br/>Then, without thinking, she blurted out, "What are you?"<br/><br/>She quickly looked down at the ground and took a bite out of the fruit he'd given her. "Uhm, nevermind..." she said nervously after swallowing the fruit. "You don't have to answer that..."