The chains around Rieka's wrists are cold and biting, and the lights in the adoption room are blinding.

The fighting ring he been in got shut down, so now Rieka is waiting for his new owner. He doesn't know where he's going, now.

It's humiliating, being shown off like a prized cow, to all of these humans. Chained down to 'protect them.' He is, after all, a wolf hybrid.

Rieka watches as another human walks up towards him, looking him over, and be fights the urge to growl at them.