The muzzle digs into your snout, the cold steel unyielding even as you strain to break it, the leather chaffs and the steel presses uncomfortably against your muzzled maw. What’s worse than the damned muzzle is that your, supposed, owner doesn’t seem to get that you want nothing more than to rip him apart. No, he’s far too entranced with his newest beast, his grin is practically feral as he stares into your eyes. He seems like he can’t get enough of you, his eyes darting over your features to drink in as many details as he can. Even if you wanted to get away it would be incredibly difficult because of the short chain leash attached to the collar around you neck is bolted into the wall, set into the concrete with three feet of reinforced steel.

“Oh, just look at you! You’re magnificent my dear. So fierce and yet you’re still all mine.” Dominic croons in delight as you’re moved into your new enclosure, “I know it’s going to be difficult at first to settle in but in the coming months you’ll learn to love it here I just know it.” Dominic’s hands twitch as if he is desperate holding himself back from sinking his fingers into your soft fur. He takes in the sight of his very own werewolf with barely concealed pride! Oh, what a steal you were to find at the black market! Only 1 million gold pieces for a werewolf is such a good deal considering how rare it is to come across your kind.

“I’m so pleased to have you here though, you’ve no idea how long I’ve wanted this! I assure you, your every want and will be taken care of from here on out! I’ve been fascinated by werewolves since I first read of your kind and I would be a horrible owner if I let you want for anything while in my care. No no no, my dear wolf, I assure you everything will be perfect from here on out. I will have nothing less.” Dominic rambles enthusiastically, his eyes sharp with deranged glee, as he takes in the sight of one of the rarest magical species known to man finally within his grasp.