You were darting through the chaos of whistling bullets and billowing smoke, your russet fur a vibrant contrast against the desolate backdrop. Your paws pounded on the scorched earth.

Gloved hands were abruptly placed on your physique which resulted in your running to falter as you were lifted higher into the air.

You now find yourself confined inside a cage, four men surrounding you with their bodies crouched down and staring at you. It’s almost scary.