Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-33389101-20181106015642/@comment-34052734-20181106020425

I’ll start it off—

Brutally thrashed into a cage too minuscule for his near-adolescent body, the young canine quivered with fear. He had now been isolated, vision blurry, and dark spots clouding around him. His head cocked upwards, then floated downwards as his eyelids fluttered before folding closed. He had been injected with the serum of a short-lasting tranquilizer and would certainly wake in moments.