White Rabbit

Chapter 7 - The Heir

    The thread of her patience was wearing thin.

    A fox shifter had been following her for about twenty minutes.

    Much to her great annoyance, she was too weak to shift form from her fox.

    Meaning her scent was extremely strong.

    "What!?" She turned around and snapped at him.

    "I-uh I thought I recogn-" He stuttered nervously.

    "No you dont." She said flatly. "Stop following me!"

    He stumbled.

    He only looked about her age though she was highly mature for being seventeen.

    "I just thought tha-" he started again.

    "You don't know me!" She seethed.

    He sighed and went to walk off.

    "At least tell me your name." He shuffled his paws.

    She growled, "Arley Estonia!"

    His face rose.

    "I DO KNOW YOU! Your the 'Albino freak' that got your parents exiled from my pack!" He exclaimed.

    "And how would that be 'your' pack?" She snapped at him.

    "Oh I'm the heir." He explained. "They didn't tell me the freak was so pretty!"

    "I'd prefer you don't call me freak." She growled at him.

    "I'm sure I could get father to let you back in! You could be my Vixen!" He announced.

     She took a step back.

     "Not interested plus I already have a mate!" She gave a look of disgust.

     Typical heir.

     He sighed, "I was afraid you'd say that."

     He made a signal and large dog foxes made their way towards her.

     She gave a loud growl, and fluffed up her fur making her look larger.

     The largest fox of them all nipped her flank making her yelp.

     Her eyes flashed dangerously.

     Her tail swished as she swiped at his face.

     The other foxes advanced backing her into a corner.

      Her tail hit bars and realization hit her.

      She tried to sprint out but they lunged forward and clasped the cage.

      She couldn't shift.

      The cage was too small.

      The heir grinned as she rammed her body against the bars to no avail.

       She rammed again, "Your just going to hurt yourself."

       He rolled his eyes as she rammed once more.

       The dog foxes shifted back to men and grabbed the cages handle.

      They started carrying  the cage but she couldn't figure out where before she rammed her head against the bars making everything go black.

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      "Wake up sweetheart." The heir tapped on the bars.

       She glared at him as she sat up.

       "Are you hungry?" He asked.

       She made a low growl.

       "Pierc? Did you get her?"  A voice asked.

       A tall blonde boy entered the room.

       "Yeah." The heir said proudly tapping the top of her cage.

       "She's so cool!" He rushed towards her cage making her snarl.

       "I know! Shes going to be my Vixen!" Pierc exclaimed.

       "IN YOUR DREAMS!" She snarled lunging at the bars.

       "She keeps saying that." He sighed.

       "She'll come around. I'd get Honey to help you until then though." The boy said sticking a finger unconsciously into her cage. 

       She bit his finger.

       Hard.

       He pulled his finger out quickly and started sucking on it.

       "OUCH!" He yelped.

       Pierc laughed at him.

       "It's not funny she bit me!" He protested.

       Pierc patted his back.

       "You'll survive, tell Honey to come to my room." He ordered.

       The boy left, after about twenty minutes a pretty golden blonde girl took his place.

        She was wearing nothing except a short bath robe.

        "You called for me?" She grinned.

        He nodded.

        "When'd you get a pet?" She asked, noticing Arley's cage.

        "Oh that's my Vixen." He explained.

        She snarled.

        "You have your future Vixen in a cage?" She furrowed her brows.

        "I WILL NEVER BE HIS VIXEN!" She snarled.

        Honey watched her.

        "Now you know why." He shrugged.

        "So why did you call me here if you have a Vixen?" She asked.

        "Because the second I try to touch her she tries killing me. I guess I could always try in fox form." He shrugged again.

        "ID RATHER CHOKE ON MOUSE SHIT!" She snapped ramming herself against the bars again.

        "I can always try later, but first..." He pulled the girl into another room.