"Easy, easy, boy." Connor exclaimed cautiously as you snarled, your feral instincts threatening to overpower you. If only there weren't chains restraining your ankles and wrists, anchored to the wall that held you captive, you would've ate him by now.

"Easy, I'm not here to harm you... I just wanted to give you with some food," he whispered softly. Taking a slow, step closer, he gently set the tray down and quickly stepped back.

Seated nearby, Connor watched as you sniffed the food before taking a bite. A warm smile graced his face. "It's good, isn't it?"