The guards surround Cara when she lands and tell her to surrender, ya know, normal stuff! They try to take her away and put her in a special prison cell for further inspection. If they have one Deamon, figure out her weakness, they could use that against the rest of the invasive - or, rather, not-so-invasive - species.

I struggle against them, roaring in pain. I couldn't control my fire as it spreads along my body, burning some of the guards

A few shove you back into the cage and another slams the door shut to keep her from escapping. They tend to the wounded once you are locked successfully in the cage. The cage begins to move, being taken to the place for the Deamon to be examined.

I lay limp, whimpering in pain. I change back into my wolf form

You're locked in a cold, white room with blinding lights. There are a few other cages with different creatures in them. One snarls in fear at you when you enter while another simply shies away. The third cage seems empty while the fourth holds one humanoid looking being that is strangely unresponsive to everything happening around them.

I crouch in my cage and snarl back at the first animal, I paced the length of my cage, looking around for something to kill.

There doesn't look like anything you can kill unless you can somehow kill the bars of your cage. The first animal glares at you before turning a tight circle and settling down. The second one backs away slightly when you get too close to them, even though the cages' bars separate the two of you.

I pause, letting fire erupt from my body to see what will happen.

The first creature retaliates by carefully icing the sides of her cage to keep the heat away from her.
The cages seem built for high heat and pressure, prepared for you thanks to the second creature, who backs up from you until his rump hit the other end of his cage, his dark eyes reflecting the fire around you.
"The bars of the cage won't melt, if that's what your trying to do, and escape is impossible from what I've seen. Sagittarius tried." The being in the fourth cage hasn't stirred and seems to be someone who'd have a soft voice that wouldn't be able to carry the distance between you and them, and, yet, none of the other creatures have sounded like that. "I've tried. We've all tried, Bora and Ember, too. You can see how these attempts turned out." A rush of wind brushes through the room, a forlorn sigh if paired with an act a Human can make.

(Not my art/picture on any of them.)

I turn to the fire horse (Yo! We both chose the same photo for something xD That horse used to be my prp for school xD) And dose my flames. I try to appear friendly to it. Moons, I hope Bridget and Farren are alright