A small girl curled up in the corner of the room. She was dirty with worn old clothes that barely covered her skin to protect her from cold.
The girl was chained inside a dark room with no windows, but she wasn't scared. She was used to her surrounding that she thought it was the standard way of living.
The silver chains dangled when she tried to move her legs closer to warm her body. Those chains made her wolf weak, and she couldn't help sustaining her body.
*Growl~*
Her stomach grumbled from hunger. She hadn't been fed in three days, but the girl didn't react since she was used to the feeling of her stomach eating its own flesh.
And if she ate, she would get a stomach ache, which led her to avoid food at all costs.
Her dull eyes gazed at the dusty ceiling. She didn't know what day it was or whether it was morning or night. A noise outside the locked door took her attention.
