Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150710203213/@comment-5583506-20150710213314

Shakti made scratch marks with her claws on the walls in her cell out of pure boredom. She had received several warnings from the guards that if she kept up her bad behaviour they would cut her claws off. Their warning hadn't frightened her. The only thing that could frighten her in a situation like this, would be the fact that they had managed to locate her sisters.

''The bastards will never find them. Not in a million years...''

She threw a glance at the food they had shoved in under her cell door. It was better tasting and probably more nutritious than the food she had eaten in the Waterfront District, and this time she didn't even have to split it with five others.

She lied down on the primitive bed at the end of the wall and looked up into the ceiling. She needed to get out of here, and fast... Before she started to feel the sudden urge to rip the throat out of any guard who was unlucky enough to visit her next.