Caged Hamster - Part Two.

Who: White Wolf, Darken & his many accompliances.
When: Even I can't tell the time with hood over my face!
Where: In the orc encampment.
"That's enough of that!" Snapped Darken noticing that the huge
hamster was gather intelligence, and quickly ordered one of his
personal guard to put a second hood over White Wolf's head, but this
one didn't have any eye holes.
White Wolf sat in silence listening to the sounds of the ox drawn
cart rattling and banging along it's path into the second enclosure,
trying to guess whetheer he was still headed to the larger building
or the citadel.
Then the cart came to a abrupt halt, and a two pairs of hands roughly
pulled him to his feet, and hauled him forward, causing him to
stumble, especially when they failed to warn him about the end of the
cart, whereupon he fell to the ground. And someone kicked kicked
him, while another person gruffily grabbed him and hauled him back up
into a standing position, and gave him a stiff shove forward.
The huge hamster darkily muttered, "You could have given me a little
warning..."
"Shut up and keep moving!" yelled a guard to his right, and the one
on his left dealt him a stinging blow to his shoulder with a club.
"I see you boys have been missing your daily prisoner abuse and
exercise program..." muttered the huge lighter furred hamster before
getting cloated again by the guard on his left who shouted, "And keep
your teeth together fuzzball, before I knock 'em out...".
"Nothing but a bunch of over grown bullies!" thought the huge hamster
as he mutely continued his stumbling walk, pausing occasionally as
one of the guards gave him a shove in a different direction.
He tried counting his steps, while listening intently to the
surrounding sounds, as well those they made themselves. From the
sound of the guards boots thumping on the ground, and the feel of it
against his claws, and how it changed in consistency. White Wolf
surmised they must have left the outdoors and entered one of the
buildings, because they appeared to be walking on wood now.
Then the guards directed him down a flight of steps, and within
seconds he heard the distinct sound of their footsteps echoing off of
stone surfaces as they all walked in relative silence for several
minutes, before being brought to a stop.
Then White Wolf heard several metal upon metal grating noises, then
guards manuvered him forward a few feet, and made him stop again, and
then the grating repeated themselves again.
"We must be some portcullis or gate area." Thought White Wolf, when
the floor nearly fell out from under his feet, causing him to nearly
assume a sitting position before recovering, "correction... a lift."
After a few moments, the 'lift' abruptly stopped again nearly causing
White Wolf to uncermoniously fall on his butt as the metal upon metal
grating noises repeated a third time, and the guards shoved him
forward again. This time he directed for only a short distance,
before being told to stop. There was a sound of jangling keys, and a
lock tumbler being turned. Then White Wolf was shoved forward
severely, this time there was a outstretched foot blocking his path,
causing him to stumble and fall hard, while banging his forehead
against a set of metal bars dazing him slightly, while he heard one
of the guard chuckling cruelly as a door was slamming heavily behind
him, and their thudding footsteps quickly receded.
The huge hamster strained to hear for a few more seconds longer,
before finally carefully reaching up and slowly pulling off the two
hoods, ready to stop at the slightest warning sound. When he got them
completely off, he glanced around at his surroundings.
From what he could see in the dimly light room, he found he was
locked in a 10 by 10 metal cage, inside what looked like a medieval
alchemists laboratory. At least that's what it looked like, but for
all he knew, he could have been inside Keto's private ointment mixing
faucilities. The only thing contradicting this notion was two rats
causually crawling about the room in search of food and the other
similar sized cage next to his, which was covered. Butm it quite
obivious something else was being kept in that cage also, as there
were occasional movements, and sounds coming from underneath the
cover.
Unfortunately, these sounds issuing from underneath that covering
weren't very encouraging that whatever it was being kept there was
human, or even possesed a human intelligence. Plus, White Wolf
noticed that the sounds got even more urgent as he tentatively
ventured closer to try and catch a glimpse of whatever it was being
kept there.
Eventually White Wolf gave up his fruitless examining of the nearby
cage and sat down in the straw lining the bottom of his cage just as
one of the food scavenging rats paused to stand up on it's hind legs
at the edge of his cage and tried to decide what to make of this
newcomer.
White Wolf sardonically glanced at him and remarked, "I wish I could
offer you a bit of cheese, but since we aren't meeting the most
pleasant circumstances with my moving in and all, you'll have to take
my regrets and a rain check for coming over for tea & crumpets some
other time."
The rat finished his examination, got back on all fours and quickly
scuttled off. White Wolf sighed, and attempted to fluff his straw
into some semblance of a bed, and muttered to himself, "Well, it
certainly won't be very comformable, but I had better try and get
some rest, cos old 'Dark boy' probably has a full schedule for me
tommorrow." Then he lay down and dropped off to sleep.
<Stay tuned for Part three - Darken's plot revealed!>