They Call Him A Beast

The beautiful wolf layed in his cage, hair raised and eyes wild. He wouldn't let them do this. If he got out he'd kill that man with the club, he'd rip is throught out. The beast gave a low growl as the man came close. He'd wait, the next time that door opened he would pounce, and this time he wouldn't miss. The big muscular human stood outside the cage with his arms crossed "Thats right, you better stay where your told or you'll meet my club again you dirty bugger" he said curling his lip. He turned to the passing crowd "Here we are ladies and gentleman im sure someone must need a good dog to guard their castle, keep the slaves in line. Just caught him this week up in the mountains to the north. He's a fighter though thats for sure, big fella could do with some training".  The wolf growled and watched as other humans gathered around. They stared at him, what did they want with him? could they not just let him go back? where was his pack? there was nothing here. Just strange smells and cruel people, he could be cruel too. He would show them, just wait until they opened that door, he would show them.

ooc: he is also able to take a human form but thats not till later.