Ari (borrowed):
Now one of them has to pick me up. Great.
Morgan stifles her laughter, bending down to whisper in my ear.
"I'll get'cha."
How come I can still understand you? If this goes on
for too long I might forget how to speak English.
"I don' know. We'd berr hope this works... damn."
I'm sorry, gal. It must be rough.
She nods and tells the others of her intentions.
Anye agrees, saying it's best if another female handles me.
Speaking of which, our admission to each other is still
on my mind. This can't end well...
Before I know what happened, I'm sprawled on the dirt outside
the foxes' cage. Human again!
