"Mieirin, I have no clue. What are they?" She yearned for her blue eye friend. She wanted her friend desperately. "It...it's our collars are different...hard...cruel....they are gross women...Mieirin I don't know...I'm confused...Are you injured? Do you feel ok?" She asked looking her friend up and down as she shifted the cage only slightly by putting all of her weight on one end the one end close to her friend.<br/><br/><br/>She looked around and around till they finally landed in the pens. She saw an red glad woman coming closer to them, but she didn't know what to trust in this world....another woman was reassuring...and yet...