She ran through the zoo for hours, tearing down anything, and everything that stood in her way. She was more than angry. She didn't know who she was, where she was, and judging by her strange looks: why she was. All she remembered was waking up in a cloud of smoke, and running muzzle first into the yellow clothed rat. She felt an uncontrollable hatred for him, yet at the same time, a strong respect and admiration. She was so confused. So confused. It was painful. She ran head first into a brick wall, then literally crawling on her stomach, laid down by the wall in the alley. She didn't care that her wild mane fell into her eyes, and covered most of her upper torso. She closed her eyes, but her pounding headache continued. She ached all over now that she wasn't thinking about anything. She felt like she'd been burned, she felt hot, and ashy. She shot up as she felt her eyes burn, and a small trickle of water fall over her muzzle. She reached up with her paw, and wiped it away.

"Wh..." She started, amazed, was she leaking? Dying? Why was water pouring from her eyes! And why did her throat ache so? She let out a loud, agonizing sob, and fell back down onto her stomach, in so much pain she didn't care that her eyes were leaking. She'd already been hit with two fragmented memories, none of which made any sense, or connected to each other in anyway.

The first one she was standing up on two legs, like she'd been able to do a few minutes ago though having no recollection of knowing how to. She was talking to a small girl, a small white swan girl, who fidgeted nervously with a huge gun. The gun enraged her, and she quickly tried to forget the memory.

In the second memory, she was on all fours, and knew that she had to protect her land, her family, from the intruders. The intruder directly in front of her was a small vixen girl, torturing one of HER cubs! This made her almost as mad as the gun had, but she couldn't remember any more of either of them.

She pulled herself up shakily, and roared. She began to pant, and fell over into the muck and cold water, exhausted.