Help me, Help me, there’s monsters out to get me

Nila didn’t have to wait long as two forms emerged from within the packlands. The first was a male who was larger than her, massive actually with hues of black blue and gray. She took a tentative step back and tucked her tail. Her instinctive reaction to everyone after life as a slave.

Her eyes darted to the other stranger. A woman who stood around the same height as herself, similarly colored to the first stranger before she focused back on the man who was speaking to her.

As his sentence fell quiet on his lips and his fur began to bristle she quickly dropped into her familiar submissive stance, attempting to make herself appear smaller, more invisible under his gaze. Her eyes shifting towards the ground now.

And then he said their name. And she quivered. Had she made a mistake calling for help here? He knew of her captors. Her owners. ”M-My name is Nila Chalet…I am a Sidi of the Syndicate” her voice quivered. ”I was a Sidi. I escaped. Ran as far from them as I could find…. Please help me” she looked up at the man with her eyes pleading.

”They’ll kill me if they catch me” tears welled in her eyes as her truth hung heavy in the air around her. She was entirely at the mercy of these strangers.