Gus was sitting on a small log, fiddling with a stick as he sighed. Gus didn't like the fact that he and a bunch of hybrids were kept in this some sort of cage, Gus didn't want that. He glanced at you and tilted his head.

🦌 . 🧸 ;; “ Do you wanna get out too? ”

Gus asked, his ear twitching slightly.