I don't know why, I don't know how, but I can't commune with these wolves. There was something wrong here, something not quite right about this situation. Maybe it was their eyes, yellow but they looked flat like lusi eyes, but lusi don't have colored eyes! What even were these things anyway?

Another of the savage things snapped just below my hooves, others circling around me as they growled and snarled menacingly. They occasionally exchanged glances, snapping their jaws and baring teeth. It doesn't help I'm mixed with a pig, probably part of the reason they were so interested in me. Another set of jaws snapped below me and I went up.

If I wasn't a mutant, if I hadn't been born with my wings, I would have been dog chow moments after they threw me in here. I just had to find some way out of here before one of these wolves managed to snap on my hoof. I was so close to the ceiling as it was, and I had to find my own way out of here because none of the scientist will come in here to help me. If I couldn't find my way out, I wasn't getting out.

My wings already were starting to ache, probably because I hate using them. I've been in here so long already, but still I haven't gotten too far in. There wasn't much in the case of obstacles, just trying to figure out where the door out is with a pack of starving, savage mutant wolves chasing after me while I'm at it. Come on, where is the exit to this place? There had to be an exit somewhere in here!

I've circled the place four times over, the only exit being the way I came in. I've heard the horror stories from the other subjects enough to know what that meant, and I wasn't happy about it. I had to fight with the wolves until they stopped fighting back. If I could commune with these freaks I could leave easily. If I couldn't I would have to fight them.
Of the seven giant beasts that were just below, only one of them looked normal. The smallest of them had the eyes of a regular wolf with a pupil instead of just seemingly solid colored eyes. He was the smallest though, so even if he somehow was susceptible and I hadn't noticed during my earlier attempts, he would probably died if I tried, if it was a he. I can't exactly just go up to it and figure it out.

It took all my concentrated effort to try snapping the wolf into control while still struggling to make sure I keep up high. It was under my control, but just barely. If I didn't know any better, I would think it was way to close to troll in its mind for its own good. Just barely it was in my control, so I had to work fast. It launched itself at the biggest wolf, that one being of the most concern to me right now. It locked its jaws around the massive throat and shook roughly back and forth, ripping up its neck. One of the other wolves was already jumping in, and I made my wolf spin on his heels to try to snap at it. Blue was already getting everywhere from the other wolf, and as mine bit down on the next ones throat it tried shaking my control.

For a moment I lost my grip, quickly flapping my wings as the little guy tried snapping at my feet moments later. It was a bit late for him, the remaining four slowly fanning out around him, the two he had attacked weren't doing so well, coughing blood in blue and yellow.

The little guy left his defenses down, and I tried communing again. He didn't struggle as much this time, and I ran him at the closest wolf. The wolf snap onto his ear, and with regret I made him pull away with a sickening rip. Mine launched for the throat, making it while the other was still caught up with the ear. One of the others were bounding up and mine pulled back as quickly as possible. Jaws landed short, and the one mine had just bitten and the one who's jaws barely caught the other's neck started tearing into each other. That left two.

Little guy would have a problem against these two, both of them moving together. I feel bad for the him, as I realize, because already he was panting and down an ear, coated in blood. His blood, no, but still this was going to be difficult. This wasn't going well, but this guy had to make it through. I whistled sharply, catching the wolves attention. At that moment I had my wolf charge forward. It wasn't a neck shot, but a bite to the leg that he shook as hard as he could before darting away from the last wolf. I tried whistling again, but it didn't seem to work this time as the other wolf was in hot pursuit.

This wasn't going to end very well, but still I made mine keep running. If he stopped he had a wolf snapping at his tail, ready to rip him up. I spun him around, jaws wide, snapping down on the other's muzzle. That wasn't what I was aiming for, but that's what happened. He shook as harsh as he could muster, the other trying to shake free only to realize his mistake. As soon as the jaws came off his muzzle they sunk into his throat. After that it was easy to knock off the remaining wolves.

I released my grip on him, the last wolf. He didn't try jumping at me, he didn't snarl or bare his jaws, he didn't even try coming towards me. He just stared, stared straight at me with an expression that looked like fear. I dropped back down to the ground, and he moved away from me with his ears pinned back. He was painted in the multi-colored blood, a disturbing sight to see even though I knew those weren't other trolls. Either way, the look in the wolf's eyes, the way he was almost to troll like to control, it frightened me. I just made him kill his wolf buddies just so I could leave. I walked all the way to the door without looking back. A single low howl sounded behind me, but I tried pushing it out of my mind.

As soon as I reached the door it was opened and they yanked me in. Was this just so they could see me fly again, because if it was it really messed me up. Something about those wolves wasn't quite right, something about them freaked me out. The scientists were checking me over, myself to tired to fight back. That was the longest I've had to stay in flight before.

I hated people touching my wings and that was always the first thing they went for. Not today though, instead of turning me around and going over my wings they sat me down. "Rufioh, lay down, alright?"

"What's going on?"

"We need to ask you a few questions, alright?"

"Okay doll, what's the question?"

"Why did you only commune with the jade blood?"

"The little guy? He was the only one I could... even then something was up."

"Up?"

"His thinking... it was so much like a person. He was barely an animal at all... If I didn't know any better I would think he was a savage person more than a intelligent animal."

The scientist exchanged glances, like they knew a secret. "Can you fold up your wings and lay back?"

"Wait, can't you tell me what is up here?"

"Will you follow instructions or will we have to sedate you?"

I folded up my wings, not wanting to test my luck with this woman after what happened last time, laying back against the chair. I don't know what they're doing, but they usually will give me answers or even some sort of step in the right direction. Fastens went their way and I knew something was wrong here. "Wait, what's going on?"

"Calm down Rufioh. There is nothing to be afraid of." Last time I heard that I woke up a week later with tattered wings and an aching body. I try pulling against my restraints, but they hold strong despite my efforts. Something on my head, what I don't know. Why can't I get free? I felt some shocks and after several of them they stopped. They wrapped my head and put a collar on me before shoving me back into a crate. What was going on, I don't know, but something was up here.

I was back in my crate soon enough, trying to figure out what was on my head. I could seem to get all the bandages off though. "Don't take those off Rufioh."

"What did you guys do to my head?"

"Calm down."

"Something was wrong back there. What's going on?"

"You want to be sedated?"

I shut up. All I could do was watch them leave and wonder what they did to my head.