Azelea laid in her corner, asleep, until something rudely awakened her. She rolled over, rubbing her head where the thing had hit her, and opened her eyes sleepily to find a small bag. It was a drawstring bag, made of black material with her name on it. She opened it to find assortd things: a pair of clothes, silvery in color, like her fur and hair; a bit of jerky, which she could not identify the animal it came from; a bottle of water; a pair of earmuffs--or at least, that's what she thought it was--it was more of a contraption with fluffy pads on the front, and an elastic band on the back, probably some scientist's idea of earmuffs specially suited for her cat-like ears; and a strange looking brush--probably because her hair got matted like a cat's.

She then saw an opening to her corner that led to something, where light was coming in. She stalked over to it, her ears twitching excitedly, and gasped as she came across beautiful mountains. She leapt over some rocks, her unusual legs propelling her up and beyond it, and she climbed around the mountains, grinning. Here was somewhere she could run, where she could jump, and where she could have fun! She pounced around the mountain territory, and found a bush full of bright yellow-orange berries. She didn't know how, but she had a feeling they were safe to eat, so she picked a few and popped them into her mouth.

Bright flavors coated her tongue, and she let out a cheerful yowling noise, startling the mice. Her yowl rung across the mountain, reaching the ears of many creatures, including Clover, who she didn't know was there.

She then found a mouse, and quickly pounced on it, killing it with a shake of her head as it was held in her mouth. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to eat these creatures, but knew that she had very little food in the bag, and wasn't willing to starve.

She was so overjoyed at the fact that she was no longer stuck in her corner that she wasn't thinking about if it could be another cage. She was too excited to explore, to run, to jump, to simply stretch and do something. She had been stuck in that corner for far to long.

She picked up the mouse, her tail trailing behind her, and looked down at her paw-like hands. She was mostly used to her disturbing appearance, but she wondered what others would think.

Her head filled with images of the experimenting, of the pain of growing a tail and paws, and the bubbling feeling along her skin as she felt herself change. She remembered the feeling like needles piercing through her flesh from the inside out, and trembled. It no longer hurt, but she still despised the scientists.

She bounded away, desperate to put as mch distance between her and her old corner as possible, pushing the thoughts of the bag and everything else out of her mind. The sorrow lingered, but she ingored it. After all, she was used to being unhappy.

She finally found a place she felt was safe, and she was tired from using her underworked limbs to carry her. She laid down on a cliff, a bit away from the edge, and looked out at the beauty of the mountains. She felt safer here, and hoped no one would find her until she found a way out. However, as she thought about this, she wondered what the normal humans would think of her--she was a freak, trapped in this place, and in her own mind and misery. She sighed, and curled up to rest, soon falling asleep.

I'm ok with any pairing as well, and can play any gender but prefer to do females as I feel like I play them better. If you want to figure out a topic, I usually reply pretty quickly if I'm on, and I'm hoping to get back into RPing on here