• "I see i have underestimated you and your skills.",she said dryly. He looked at her for a moment and hesitated before he spoke, "I told you you don't understand." He made her mad. not just the sight of him, but also his beautiful face. the detail perfect in every little crease and hair on his face.Perfect..."What are you thinking Miranda? get it out of your head." ,she thought. She looked up into his muddy brown eyes, his brown-tan fur glistening in the little light there was. It was only then she reliazed she was in a cage. The rusting steel surrounding her. She knew she was a prisoner. She quickly mentioned, "What do you want with me." He turned around and left the room through a small door to the west of the room. She growled and shouted,"I asked you a question!" The foorsteps faded away and again she yelled "i asked you a question!" she sighed knowing he didn't hear her or was just simply ignoring her......

    He ran his fingers through his hair and muttered "I doubt she remembers me...."