F R E A K S H O W
●⊱ Screaming, shouting, so many words.
Monster,
Beast,
Halfbreed.
When will he be able to wake from this nightmare? He hated this, this cage. He hated the whip. The way the ringleader pulled on his sensitive ears mercilessly. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't. how he wished to be free. How the demon tried to break free. It always ended with him back in his despised cage.
Something caught his attention outside of the steel bars. A little girl stood there, calling him. At least he assumed she called for him. How dare she call him out? As if she did not know the extent of his raw power! Crimson red eyes narrowed on his pray. She drew closer. Past the bars she moved, ever so closer. He flexed his claws ready to pounce, when she had beat him to it.
