Episode2: Grin and Bear it
Pok sat on the hay covered ground, his pen was comfy enough though some times he missed the outdoors. He noticed everytime the stable hand fell asleep on the job many of the pets would leave but, not him he remembered his last master before his untimely demise wouldn't feed him all day when he wondered off. So Pok sat there in his pen day after day. Until one day when Pok thought maybe just for a little while the Mistress wouldn't be home for days and as usual the stable hand was asleep. Pok lifted the latch on his pen that was supposed to keep him from getting out but, really couldn't have stopped a toddler, and strolled out and right past the stable hand who slept soundly though there was a gaint bear walking by.
Pok walked out of the stables and into the streets of Dalaran which were quite busy as it was lunch time. Pok walked down the streets until he saw a rather snobby looking man lecturing a group of children. Pok liked children because once they saw he wouldn't hurt them they would pet him then get a little braver and climb on his back, by about ten minutes after meeting them they would have gone to get there friends and he would be covered in children it made him feel like a papa bear. Pok walked up behind the man the children saw him and all looked quite scared, the Pok stood on his hind legs and began to imitate everything the man did. This made the children laugh, and made the man even angrier because he hadn't noticed Pok yet. This whole thing went on for some time until the man had a sense something was behind him. The man spun around to see who was mocking him but, feel dreadfully silent when he saw it was a bear. The man took a few steps back before he started screaming for the guards.
The guards showed up and saw Pok one of them cast a frostbolt at him. Pok felt a could stinging feeling when the bolt hit him and suddenly wished he hadn't left the stable. Pok ran away from the man and the guards, and the children who all cried to see the nice bear run away. To Pok's dismay the guards gave chase. Pok ran and ran, he ran through allies he ran across streets which didn't help as this only caused more guards to chase him. Pok was getting tired he wasn't used to running this much he was never very fast but, now he was running for his life. Pok saw the entrance to the sewers and ran for it, as he drew closer he suddenly felt the freezing sting again only this time it was much worse and it wrapped around his feet. Pok looked down and saw his feet had been frozen to the ground, he desperately pulled at the ice and his feet to no avail. The guards were closing in the had slowed to a walk seeing that the bear was well trapped. Pok looked at his feet then the guards they all had a look of triumph about them one that was filled with mocking laughter. Pok wouldn't have this he was going to live, Pok suddenly began to tear at the ice with his teeth which began to crack and chip from the force of the bite. The guards looked worried at this and before they could reach him he had gotten loose from the ice, and charged into the sewers.
The guards chased after him but found he had slipped away down a corridor or tunnel somewhere. Pok having lost them for now slowed his pace and just sort of waddle along. He walked past a gated sewer tunnel where a croclisc hissed at him, which with out uttering a sound he back handed with large hairy paw sending it reeling backward. The croc whimpered, a very strange noise for a reptile and hurried away. This was how Pok liked it, if he needed to fight he wanted it to be on his terms against animals not people with their magic and their weapons. As he walked he noticed a shadowy figure following him he walked around the corner and waited until they rounded it as well he saw the shadow draw closer, at that moment he rounded the corner again and tackled the stranger to the ground.
He looked at the beast he had forced on the ground then was shocked to see it was Sasha. Sasha glared up at him, Pok suddenly remembered that having tackled the Mistress's second pet ever was a bad move. He hopped off of Sasha and sat looking very sorry. The big cat stood back up and then sat as well licking his paw. Pok looked rather surprised at the big cat grooming himself. Pok began to speak but was cut off by the cat, so Pok you seem to have gotten in quite a bit of trouble, Loki would be proud so how are you going to get out of it you can't seek around as you please like I can. Pok looked miserable I don't know its all her fault if she hadn't tamed me a took me to the place I'd be in the forest right now not this sewer hiding from the guards. Pok looked up the find Sasha gone, he then heard voices of the guards. Pok jumped to his feet and ran down a tunnel that lead away from the voices and to the surface. Pok ran frantic down the tunnel, all he needed to do was get to the surface and then back to the stable without the guards seeing him and everything would be fine he would never leave the stable again.
As Pok made to the streets there were guards waiting for him he looked behind him and guards where there as well, having caught up with him. His mind went blank and his heart felt like it would burst out of his chest. This was it he thought this is the end he would never see Sasha, Loki, Tyr, or any of the others again. Worst of all he felt bad that he had blamed the Mistress, sure she took him from the wild but, she gave him a home a warm place to sleep and food. She gave him her love and the love of all of his friends, who he had come to love to even Ash even though they didn't get along. He wished he could tell the that they were his best friends one last time, but most of all he wish...he wish he could have the Mistress's hands rub his fur while she babbled baby talk at him. Tears rolled down his muzzle that was pointed at the ground in shameful defeat, while one of the warriors closed in with his sword drawn. As if the light had waited for that exact moment when Pok had thought it was over and admitted how much he loved being a pet, the Mistress seemed to come out of no where spout what he imagined must be what Indrid called bad words, run up in all her glory. And claimed that Pok was hers and she was sorry he got out and that he really was quite tame and wouldn't have hurt anyone.
When they got back to the stable he heard the Mistress's hoof tapping the stone floor angrily. He shivered and waited for his punishment, he stopped his shaking when the Mistress put a blanket around him. Why would she give him a blanket thinking he was cold from the shaking if she was mad at him, deciding she wasn't mad at him he turned to see who she had been tapping her foot at. Shaking below her icy gaze and having noted the hoof tapping was the human stable hand who clung to his broom as if it would protect him. No such luck as the Mistress told him off and then turned to his boss who was equally frightened and demanded that she be given a discount on stabling her pets here or she would sue. Later Pok sat with his head in the Mistress's lap while she ran her figures through his fur, quite pleased with him. Pok had been told that because of what had happened the Mistress had received more than 60% off on stabling fees. Pok was too quite pleased with what had been a human saying that fit the two of them quite well in this moment as the Mistress's figures went a little faster, scratching his back causing him to let out a lazy groan. You scratch my back I Scratch yours they both thought.