The thirst was fierce. The hunger overpowering. How long had she spent in this hellish fortress? When would they come for her? Were they even looking? Then the shame crept in. She had always relied on one person…herself. Forcing her emotions back down inside the pit of her belly, she cursed her angry tears. Suddenly her fangs sharpened. Her claws pulsed and painfully burst free. The next time her captor came, she
would be ready.