He gave a grateful bow, turning his back to the prince if only to re-enter the carriage to collect the were-cat. Although it was too dark inside to see much of anything, the prince would be able to hear the sounds of a metal cage opening, and the clinking of heavy metal chains.<br/><br/>"Come along now, Vitae. You're getting to go outside. Be on your best behavior," came the sound of Alden's voice.<br/><br/>Eventually Alden was the first to step out from the darkness inside his strange carriage, but this time, one of his black-gloved hands was gripping tightly to a large metal chain. Once his feet hit the ground, he motioned for  Abir to step back as he also stepped aside to watch as the beast's hulking, muscular form slowly stepped out into the sunlight.<br/><br/>(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PzJTI3gzh8/TXvYvgq7IaI/AAAAAAAAABU/lq4MmoJ-l-Q/s374/wilkolak1.jpg)<br/><br/>It's clawed hands were still in cuffs, the chain attached to a collar around its neck, while its jaws were covered with a muzzle. Its yellow slitted eyes glanced around, its head  twisting this way and that with a somewhat hunched posture, as if it were trying to get a good look at its surroundings.<br/><br/>Then its eyes landed on Abir. He let out an untrusting growl before a quick, forceful tug by Alden forced him to stop and look towards his keeper.<br/><br/>"Enough of that. Vitae, this is Abir. Abir, Vitae."