[Ivara]

I'm thinking about making her a new character, but for, she only has this story.

Ferox raised her head, there he was, standing in front of the cold steel bars that helped keep her contained in this prison. Her fur bristled and a low growl rumbled out from her throat. It was, after all, that familiar face that had put her there. When their world had been destroyed, through that magic of all the wisps everywhere, they had been teleported to another planet, landing at random. Some, like Ferox, had been lucky and landed in forests, others had landed in cities and met with gruesome ends. Ferox had soon adapted to the unfamiliar forest and made it her home. About a month after she'd arrived, he showed up. Ferox hadn't let him get close at first, but over the course of a few weeks, she let him get close enough to touch her. Mistake #1. Ferox had soon lost her vigalence around him, bounding over whenever she saw him, wanted to be petted. One day he'd brought a bag, but Ferox didn't notice it. Mistake #2. She'd closed her eyes as he stroked her with one hand; if Ferox had keep her eyes open she would have seen him reaching with him other hand into the bag, pulling out a heavy leather head harness with an attacked thick lead rope of entwining thread and iron. She would had seen him holding it over her head, and possibly have been able to stop him. But it was already too late, the heavy leather was dropped onto her face, slipping down past her ears. Ferox opened her eyes, she started to back away, but it was already tight around her muzzle. He'd held the lead rope tightly as Ferox had looked at him, wondering what he was doing. With a sharp tug he'd made Ferox follow, even when she'd dug her claws in the ground in an attempt to stay. She'd tried once to charge him, and been beaten back with the slack in the rope. From then on she'd been here, chained to the ground with a steel cage, her feet hobbled so she could barely walk, much less run. Over time, more creatures had appeared. Wisps, small almost clear creatures with no defense systems and a small amount of magic powers. Those each had a thin chain of silver keeping them to the group, ensuring that their magic was gone and making them wail out in pain during the night when the sun wasn't there to protect them. Tetrons, huge hulking dogs with no tails and spiny backs, sharp saber teeth as well. The humans feared the Tetrons, but the Tetrons only looked mean, in truth, they comforted the wisps and told the new comers what was going on and not to be scared. There were a few Ma Birds, but they were only empty shells full of screeching song. Ferox stared at him another minute, then lowered her head to the ground, what else could she do?