Frightened by how the dogs were acting, Amora made an attempt to kick them away with her lame leg, only managing to bop one on the nose and irritate it more. She jumped at the sound of a finger tapping on glass, and heard her master speak, "What use are you if you can not keep up?" "I'm trying!" the girl sobbed, feeling tears coming, "Please, just let me i-" she couldn't finish her sentence as she felt a hand grab her arm and yank her in.<br/><br/>Amora shrank back, biting her lip to keep it from trembling. She screwed up, again, making her feel pretty pathetic. She curled up quietly on the sheet and stared at the pills. She dry-swallowed them, wondering if Midnight was just sick of her and was trying to poison her or something. Judging from the fact she wasn't gasping for breath after a few minutes, they must have just been pain medication.<br/><br/>She glanced up at Alex, eyes still watery, and covered her head with a corner of the sheet. "I didn't ask for this..." she muttered, hardly audible. "I didn't want to get kidnapped, sold as a pet, pushed around like I'm some kind of freak, and I REALLY don't want to be called useless!" Her voice rose, she poked her head out and gave Alex a tearful glare, nearly shouting, "If he thinks I'm so useless, then he can kill me! It's not like I'm worth that much to you heathens anyway!"