Max stared at the girl more, seeing her come near him, and try to talk to him, he only growled at her, bearing his canine like fangs at her. He leaped toward her, but the chains held him back, pulling him back against the wall where his back made contact with the iron interior. His eyes that had once been brown, were now a glowing silver in color, the only light seen in this dark room. He didn't trust humans not after what they did to him. Not after how they treated him. They were all the same in his eyes, none could ever be trusted. But Max, he looked like a young guy, about 17 in age, high school student? It's what he appeared to be, but Max was a Gumiho. Gumiho's were Korean folklore about a nine-tailed fox. He despised humans who captured him just for research. He would have rather chosen to be set free. But who knows what this human would do to him? He didn't have the strength to fight, no, all he could do was intimidate his opponent now.<br/><br/>He heard her tell him her name, which was Kieara. A strange name he hadn't heard before. She asked if he was alright, that she wanted to help. He didn't take her for her word. Humans were the same. He watched her very carefully though, his silver eyes piercing Kieara's own blue eyes. Then he listened to her as she asked about a key. A key? Wasn't that kept somewhere in one of the drawers here? Yes, that was it, he remembered that one of the employees here stashed the key in the far left drawer in the corner. But, Max wasn't one who would speak of it. Even if this human sounded like she could help him, was caring and all that, how did he know that she wasn't one to hurt him?