The Hunt

 I bumped out of my window Into the nearby woods. I expected everywhere to be dark but brighten as usual, the moonlight is just like florescent for me to see through the dark forest. It's such a chilly night, where only the woods stand still, no breeze to make them move in rhythm. They were all covered with snow cake and sandy. The soft fur of my body is getting to shrink, as I howled continuously. I didn't do it actually because I wasn't controlling myself at this moment. My paws kissing the cold ground as I walk into the depth of the forest. I could perceive blood, not blood actually, but I am aware of someone's present, that's the good thing being in this costume, though. Someone is nearby just a few meters away but which direction precisely. I took the south direction hoping to find out if someone is there, suddenly a vile velocity whizzed through my ear. Damn it !, that's it, the prey I do hunt for every year'. I took a race after it, hoping to have it in my trap tonight, maybe all calamities can be reversed. 'Yes !', I am at the verge, I am getting closer to it, I am quite curious of what it is, though.

 It is more like a shadow playing in the moonlight, well, no more doubt, I am getting it now, I changed my lane too west to get it unexpectedly at the front of the wild mango tree. 'Damn it, ouch! ' What the hell is that, it stings, did I just get bitten by an insect, well, it doesn't matter, I thought? I increased in my speed to get the weird beast, but why feeling weak. 'Com'on Ella, you are almost there', I whisper to myself, but it is getting hard. My paw stiffed, my eyes felt dizzy and blur, revealing the shadow beast as a handsome young man. He peeped behind, but it was too late for me to recognized who he is as I hardly collapse on the cold ground. 

 I woke up with the clang of the metal door. I am half woken, the reflection of the sun that came through the little space that could be acknowledged as a window almost got me blind. Not only that, but I tried to regain my consciousness, but it was somehow uncomfortable to weaken. Likewise, I dashed out of the little bed which squeak. 

   'What the hell!' I have been handcuffed. I can't actually figure out what happened earlier, not really earlier because I don't know what the time is, the previous night, though. Not only that, but I noticed several bruises all over my body, it doesn't look old like those of the chain from my parents, this is fresh and painful. Was I pulled on the carpet grass?, it looks sharp and light cuts. I keep examining my bare body, which is not sheltered with even a piece of clothing. The radiation of the penetrating sunlight keep piercing the cuts on my body, it seems hurtful. I haven't seen a building as tall as this for once this is my first, what asshole is living here?, what am I even doing here or rather how did I get here? Those are the questions I wish to ask the first person who comes into the room. I'm still soliloquizing, when a girl of my age if I am to guess, she seems taller than me though with a blonde hair in a fitted blue denim jacket and jeans with a boot that makes her looks perfect. I can't really figure out her emotions, either surprised, shocked or curious of seeing me, just stood still, gnawing a stick of chocolate hungrily.

 Furthermore, I missed chocolate so much, mom used to get me some then when everything isn't worst unlike now, I felt down, my stomach grumbled faintly craving for the chorizo chocolate with her. 

 'Hey, can I get some?' I asked not to make the atmosphere uncomfortable for us.

 'Oh… sure, But firstly, don't you think you need something…. To protect your modesty'. She seems nice, I just watched her walking towards a metal hanger position adjacently to the bed and come back with a towel enclosing my body with it.

 'Oh… Thanks, that's so sweet of you'. I said as she unwrapped a stick of chocolate for me and dipped it in my mouth. It is getting boring again I think she noticed it. 

She sighed and grinned after gulping the melted chocolate in her mouth, looking into her pupil from her glasses, I could tell she has a story to tell.

 'I wonder what this place is' I said trying to gain some snippet from her, she sat beside me on the bed and took a glimpse of me.

 'Like a prison right?, isn't that what it seems like to you' she said grinning and her eyes wandering around the building same as I. 

 'Nah… it looks like a whore prison?' 

 'That's the view I had also then, but trust me, it is the best home ever' 

 'Home? Best home you mean, com'on mate, this can't be the best home to me, the best family can't handcuff its member and naked her the way I have been treated like this, this is bull shit!' 

I was frustrated, as if I expected, her to uncuff me, she just looked at me in messed and scoffed.

 'Yeah, you ought to say that, but you shall get to understand later, I have got to go, I have a class to attend'

 She smiled and walk towards the door almost at the verge of stepping out, We don't even get to know each other more, not even name, she is nice and cute, how about making a friend Ella. 

 'Hey, what's your name?' She seems to be expecting that also as she swing her hair shimming and turned towards me, just smiled back.

 'Adele… Adele Wilson'. 

  'I am Ella Martinez'.

 'Oh… see you soon, I am off' I watched her walking out of the door and slammed it shut. The day seems long and bored, thankfully, someone came over and take me out for the prison into another room.