All the child could feel was the cold floor when it woke up and something leathery on its mouth. A muzzle? Great. On the cold hard floor of...an unfamiliar place. It wasn't tiled or anything, just cold, hard concrete floor. The room was very, very dark. And quiet. The first time the child was all alone.

The child is just sitting there on the floor, whimpering to itself as it's memories of what had happened flow back to it. The sudden invasion of it's only home. The loud sounds of gunshots piercing the ears of the child. The smashing of furniture. The pain on its face from a hard hit to the face. A subtle reminder to not bite and obey.

What did I do wrong? The child keeps asking itself that same question, over and over again until eventually crying itself to sleep.

***6 HOURS LATER***

The child suddenly wakes up to a very bright light in its face and sees a shadow behind it. Immediately the child begins to cower away in fear of being hurt again. It had never felt that kind of pain before. It was a new thing for the child. And not a good one. The child cowers on the wall as it looks frantically around for a quick escape. No luck.

The shadow holding the light walks closer and clips a cold, metal collar on the child. The collar is followed by a chain that the shadow person is holding very tightly to prevent him from getting away. The shadow suddenly yanks the collar towards him and the child gets pulled to the floor. In response, he tries to crawl away, but to no avail. The chain chokes the child as he tries to run away from the person and he falls flat on his back.

The person tells him to get up and, in fear of getting hurt, he obeys as he shakily tries to stand up. The person then tugs at the chain towards the door and the child sees there's no other choice than to follow. So as told, he follows.

***

As the child and his captor walk down a very long corridor, the child begins to look around for once, taking in his surroundings. He seems to be in a castle of some sort, although the ceiling is very high.

There are some windows but they are too high to reach. Plus who knows how high they were anyway. There were some soldiers walking around, both men and women talking to each other or on guard nearby but all of them seemed to just stare. The chain was tugged again and the child was pulled forward to his captor. The person then looked at him and told him that he now belongs to the king and that the king does not take very kind to disobedience. It was then that he realized his captor was a woman.

They reach a very tall door, maybe around 32 feet tall and 17 feet wide, and the soldier looked at him again.

For some reason though, the soldier kneeled to the child and put its arm on the child's shoulder as they said, "Remember, the king does not take very kindly to any kind of bad behavior. He will punish disobedience no matter what. Good luck." And with that, they opened the door and led him inside.