he scowled at the thought of a shock collar
“R right…I’ll think about it”
He gave the dealer a cheque and picked up his cage
“Let’s get you a nice hot meal”
"N-No....no l-LET ME GO-"
He desperately rammed himself against the side of the cage, knowing it wouldn't do anything but he had to try-
“h hey hey hey!”
He spoke softly
“Calm down…d don’t hurt yourself…I’ll get you cleaned up at home okay, just please cooperate?”
He stopped but whimpered, pressed up against the back of the cage sobbing
"quietly N-No....no I-I need to find them-"
he set the cage in the back of his car and sat in the driver seat
“Who? If I c can ask…”
"M-M-M-My family...I-I-I have to find them-"
“o oh…I I’m so sorry but…”
He pulled out his phone, putting it infront of the cage, it was news article describing how 5 of his rare breed were found dead from a poaching incident
“C can you read?”
He sniffled
"A-A.....a little-"
“u unfortunately…I think y y your family has been killed…”
He scrolled down to the pictures of the victims
“D do they look familiar?”
"HF-"
His eyes widened, bottom lip quivering
"...N-No...n-no t-they-t-they c-can't b-be-"
