Mimi didn't sleep well her first 'night' in the cave. She wasn't sure how Chris did it as the Faunus seemed to be sleeping soundly despite the noises, and constant feeling of being watched. I guess seven years'll do that to you if this is your day-to-day. The back of the cave felt the safest, but the stone there was colder compared to the mouth of the cave which was slightly warmer from the torches that lined the tunnel. It didn't matter much, though, Mimi was sure that even if the stone she slept on was toasty she wouldn't have been able to sleep soundly. All the joints in her body hated her when she tried to get up. While there wasn't much point to do so, Mimi fixed her hair, and brushed it with her fingers as best she could. Just find little things. Little things to keep me busy. To keep me- Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard hooves coming down the tunnel. Figures; no time to wake up. Doing some quick stretches to make sure at least her legs worked Mimi waited at the back of her cave. Sure enough, Scarred emerged from the tunnel, and greeted her with a snort. She glared at the Grimm, though Scarred didn't seem to mind. The spear it carried was still the broken one, but the two halves were stuck back together with some kind tarry substance which seems to have repaired it. Scarred tapped butt of the spear three times on the ground, and made a motion with its head. It wants me to follow? Mimi didn't move, and could swear she heard Scarred sigh from frustration. It tapped the spear on the ground again, but harder, and mooed at her.

"Just go with him," Chris had woken up, but was still lying on the ground.

"But-"

"They've broken legs for less." Mimi felt a lump in her throat. Her ankle still hurt to walk on, but it wasn't a broken leg. Scarred was about to start tapping its spear again, but Mimi hobbled forward. Her joints were still sore, and her ankle was killing her, but she did her best to walk to the mouth of her cave. The centaur looked down at her. Probably measuring me up cause of my limp. It grunted to itself once 'satisfied', and stepped to the side while pointing the spear up the tunnel. The lump wouldn't leave her throat as she began limping up the tunnel. Guess I get to find out what 'farm' means now. Scarred followed behind always keeping their eyes on her. Yet, even when she tripped, and fell all it would do is moo at her to get up. It also didn't seem to be in any rush as it was content with Mimi's slow pace. Trying to be nice, or something? she thought to herself bitterly as she kept going.

Cave, after cave Mimi saw all kinds of people: adults, teens, even some children who looked no older than five. Most had very little clothing, and what little they had was torn. No wonder Chris works for socks. As the two went deeper into the mountain Mimi noticed the amount of centaurs in the tunnels was increasing, as were centaurs with their heads turned up in the air, and 'drinking' like Mimi saw back in Sarss. A few even held people by their necks as they went about their business. Probably claimed? She turned to Scarred who was still watching her intently. Guess I should be lucky- She immediately slapped herself for that thought. Scarred tilted its head, but left it alone. I am not lucky. Don't feel relieved about something like that, or you'll end up like Chris… Who's fully clothed… That thought didn't help. There were occasionally larger offshoot caves that housed Grimm…eating…with a host of people forced to watch. Other caves held other spectacles of horror that Mimi was all too glad when they passed. Suddenly, Scarred was right behind her, and pushed her forward with its spear which brought Mimi out of her thoughts.

"What are yo-…" her voice failed. Mimi found herself in the entrance of a massive cavern. Screams, and shouts echoed throughout what could only be described as an arena with a massive pit overflowing with a black liquid at its center. Raised stone platforms carved from the walls were lined with both centaurs, and the occasional person who never left a specific centaur's side. Tunnel entrances were scattered along the platforms indicating even more passageways to this maze. The dark pool at the center ebbed, and flowed without current, or direction. This…is the farm?! Again, Scarred pushed her up a nearby ramp to the overlooking platform. They were joined by other centaurs. One tried to make a grab at Mimi, but had its arm grabbed, and ripped off by Scarred. The other Grimm started to get riled up. Scarred, on the other hand, didn't seem to want to waste energy on a fight. As the aggressor bellowed with anger, Scarred plunged the spear through the Grimm's mouth. The spear burst out the back of its head, and its body went limp slowly fading away in a black mist. Other centaurs started picking fights as the energy in the cavern rose. WHAT THE HE- Silence was forced upon the Grimm as a single, deep, bellowing howl drew all eyes to the highest platform. A massive centaur stood atop it with more battle scars than Mimi cared to count. It's horns also resembled those of deer rather than of a bull like the other centaurs. Chief. Once all eyes were on it, Chief gave a long moo that was picked up by all the Grimm. Out of the lowest tunnel openings, which led to the arena proper, people were herded out before large boulders were forced into the entrances; sealing the people in the arena. Some were confused, others terrified, and screaming for help from those on the platforms, and a few just stood complete zoned out. As the mooing grew louder Mimi found her eyes drawn to the pool. It was bubbling, and a shape began to emerge from the muck. Even though she was horrified, Mimi couldn't look away as, from the pool, a centaur emerged. It was smaller than most she had seen, granted, and its horns were little more than stubs. But, it was a Grimm, and others spawned after it. They looked hungry. Mimi wanted to turn away, and curl into a ball. To assure herself that what she was seeing wasn't real. But, Scarred placed its hand firmly on her shoulder locking her in place. As the carnage in the arena unfolded she felt Scarred's warm breath on the back of her neck as it was 'drinking' behind her.

After a few minutes of the 'show' Mimi found herself being pulled off to the side. Scarred was apparently finished with the meal. There were no other Grimm in the tunnel Scarred was leading her through, and it seemed to be going up. As they rounded a corner, Mimi found herself face to face with Chief. Or, face to legs, as Chief towered over both Mimi, and Scarred. Chief looked down at her. It picked her up by her wrists to seemingly inspect her in better light. Scarred seemed uncomfortable at this, but made no moves to stop Chief. It gave her a sniff, looked at Scarred with a tilted head, and gave the centaur a low moo. Scarred snorted, and mooed back. I feel like a piece of meat at the market. Chief seemed disinterested as it let go of Mimi. She landed on her bad ankle, and collapsed to the ground. Scarred quickly picked her up by the shirt collar, and forced her to her feet, and back down the tunnel.

Chris was starring off into space when Mimi, and Scarred came back. She could tell just by looking at Mimi where Scarred had taken her. Scarred made sure she got into her cave, before leaving. Mimi slowly shuffled to the back of her cave where she curled into a ball, and softly wept. Chris gave a heavy sigh. "How many?" Mimi stirred, and looked at her.

"...What?"

"How many?"

"Does it matter?"

"Yes. How many?"

"I don't know…six?"

Chris nodded, "That's pretty low. Must be a slow season-"

"People died!" Mimi's voice cracked, "We're not some…crop!."

Chris raised an eyebrow, "Aren't we?" The two sat in silence.