The Sad Pup

Bella had found a lonely little room that no one was using and plopped down in a corner. She was damp, still wet from a bath she had just taken a few minutes prior. It felt good to be clean, but she really didn't care at the moment.

No, she felt lonely. It was sinking into her harshly that no one here would accept her for what she truly was. All they wanted to do was force her to wear clothes and make her act…human. She wasn't human, though.

Ears falling back, she curled up into a tight ball and hugged her legs to her chest. She missed Bryndon. He didn't mind that she was wild and naked all the time. He accepted her as she was - a wild puppy in need of love.

Where was that love now?

She glanced around the room - Empty.

Letting the tears fall, she touched her collar and tried to sleep.