[Yep. I'll start.]
Skyre sat in the Pet Store, in the cage, the rusty, old, smelly cage. Or that's how she saw it. She groaned as she growled in the tight space, the cold bars sinking down to her skin, rattling her whole body. She let out a silent cry as the door open, and terrible rattling noise filling the air as the shrieking bells made contact.
Her whole body was recoiled into a small ball, with one eye peeked open, her purple-blue one. The humans approached her, and she noticed there was a yelping small one, wiggling with excitement, while pointing and yelling at her. Behind them, for a moment, she thought she saw some sort of white dog...[and the rest is in your hands]