" Ehh... yes?... more then... expected tho..." Asside from being unable to run away without his paw he should be fine, it was only for a moment anyway so there was realy nothing bad with it per say, he just hadn't intended himself to remove it in the first place.

Lyra lead the motley group to the loading area, where several men in jumpsuits were awaiting orders. Lyra told them to begin unloading. Soon, only one cage remained.
(Night's sister's cage.)

A screech came from the cage, followed by whimpers. Lyra heard scuttling inside the cage, with more whimpers.



(Nights sister had a hard life. She was made by perv scientists. She mostly looks like the image above, but also had plump, kinda sensitive breasts, a large bubble butt, and joints a bit like a humans. They also tried to give her a large sex drive and stamina, so she doesnt tire from sex easily, but only the stamina worked. She still has a large sex drive, but wont bend over for anyone immediately. She can walk on 2 legs for a bit, or if shes holding onto something. While she was at her previous lab, other experiments and scientists tried to****** her, but all failed. However, it traumatized her, and now is skittish and terrified of new stuff. If shes gonna get into any kind of relationship with anyone, even Night, its gonna take time, kindness, and patience. However, she wont hurt anyone, even people who hurt her. She only attacks if someone close to her is hurt, and she will mess the attacker up. Theyll probably be dead in less than a minute. She also doesnt have a name, besides a sad nickname from the scientists. Mistake.)

(Yes I remember)
Foxley
She lowered her ears, surprised by what is going on. *You face, it has gotten shorter.* she stated.

Lyra
"Minders, ready!" Lyra cried, and several men came up, electric lances ready.
"Open the gate!"
The gate of the cage slowly rose, and revealed Mistake.

Warren
"What!" Warren cried, feeling his face, his voice rising higher,

She jumped back, scurrying to the back of the cage and whimpering. She watched the guards and Lyra, then crouched down submissively, head down. She would do anything willingly, but probably wouldnt like it. She kept whimpering, backed up to the edge of her cage while still crouched submissively.

Suddenly, Lyra noticed that the dinosaur had something... different about her. Submissive. Fearful.

She seemed like a slave. Doing anything to prevent harm to come to her.

She then growled softly at Lyra, but in a voice of fear and weakness.

-Mistress, What is your wish? Please dont hurt me or****** me.-

(Shes so used to people controlling her so she wont get******d, she assumed that Lyra is no different. She is in charge, and assumed the gaurds were other slaves or masters.)

Lyra
Recognizing the demeanor, similar to other subjects received from that lab, Lyra swore under her breath, then, slightly nervous, approached Mistake.
-It's okay,- Lyra said gently, kindly, likely the first kind word she'd ever had directed toward her.
Lyra extended a paw tentatively, and waited.

She scurried back, whimpering.

Lyra
-Easy,- Lyra whispered gently, approaching slowly with a collar in one paw, the handle of the force leash in the other, -I won't hurt you.-
As she approached, she got a whiff of a strangely familiar scent.
'Is that...Night's scent?' she thought.

Thomas
Thomas watched with curiosity, but kept his stance nonthreatening.He himself had come from this lab, and, so, understood what Mistake must be feeling.

She schreeched when she saw the collar and backpedaled. -no! No! No!-