As ever his curse was preventing him to speak freely but he tryed to push through it. "Darkness... undead... wolf ... to see futur."

"Really?" She sniffs the air, "hm, I smell them.." She smiles slightly

Night stepped off and sat on the ground, waiting.

Warren and Lyra
"Lyra!" Warren said, "This is Foxley. She's one of the new subjects. I found her backed into the corner of her cage."

"Well, she doesn't seem any more comfortable here," Lyra said.

"Because those idiots kept yelling that the cafeteria policy is 'no subjects allowed,' when it isn't," Warren replied.

Thomas
Entering a sort of trance, Thomas extended a tendril of his consciousness to Night's, allowing them to communicate. "So," Thomas asked mentally, "What's your story?"

Night recoiled for a moment before calming down. He hesitated, then said in his mind, *well, what I remember is this. I hatched in an egg in a lab, and humans were all around taking notes. One picked me up and examined me. It was like that for years. Then I was taken here, thrown into that cell, and havent been out since. The scientists here dont know I wont hurt them. I want to help. But I cant, because Im always in that cell.* he sniffed and turned away, tears beginning to fall.

*im alone.*

Thomas
"You aren't alone any longer," Thomas said, "I will be here for you."

Foxley
She got up and shook hands with Lyra, having bravery to greet herself.

Night smiled, but turned away. *thanks. But I mean alone in another way. Im the only one of my kind, as far as I know. I wont be able to have a mate, or children, or anything. Ill never have another of my kind.* then he just layed down, saddened.

"Interesting," Lilith said, not quite understanding. She jumped when a loud thump sounded down the hallway. "What was that?" Lilith pulled her paws back through the bars and looked in the direction of the sound, her ears where perked to there full hight.