Shifting in his sleep, Brenin had a vague thought seep into his dreams about being too warm. As he shifted another thought slipped in, and that was that the ground felt a bit different than normal. Refusing to allow the thoughts ruin the peaceful sleep he was getting, he tucked his face deeper into his tails, keeping himself from waking up fully. He slept for who knows how much longer, the heat seemingly increasing as he did, till finally his blank pink eyes popped open.
Something didn't smell right, and instantly the Lucain sent out the tendrils of the light aura he was still learning to control like a type of sonar. His grey tails twitched nervously as his only way of knowing what was around him touched upon thick metal bars. With his breathing becoming a bit more panicked, the vision he was getting from his aura was that of a cage.
Why am I caged... was his only thought as he stood, barely able to move in the confining metal. Letting the aura slip past the bars, he slowly realized he was not at home. Nothing smelled or felt right. "
Where am i?" he asked to no one in particular. He wasn't sure if anyone was around for once he realized he was not where he last remembered, he'd pulled the aura back to himself as tight as it would. It wound itself into his fur and he felt a bit of comfort in that fact.