Cynthia struggles in her now new binds. A dull brown rope tied between her wrists and hold them together. She has been instructed to act like a dog, now sitting next to her new master, Tsubaki. She pants and sits on her knees, her long purple hair crawls down her back.<br/><br/>Damain drops a pair of boxes down in the tent, the enclosure the have from the outside world. It was fairly large, able to hold the three people and multiple boxes and a single lantern to lighten it up. He sighs and sits on the floor, "it's late...we should rest up.." he looks at their prisoner. "put a stake in the ground and tie her to it..."