The Containment Area

Various specimens are kept here under the careful watch of scientists and guards with access to ammunition and tranquilizer guns. The room is filled with cages that are relatively large in size. Each cage has a water and food bowl as well as a bed. Otherwise they are bare. There are locks on the cage doors that can only be opened by staff. Any specimens moved should be tranquilized before transportation. This room is one of the biggest in the Facility.

Swiftpaw woke up on a cold floor. She shot up and sniffed the air. It smelled of two-legs and fear. "Is anyone in here?" She whined with a horrific voice. The apprentice then  walked into a hard object. "Great StarClan! Let me ooout!" She yowled, ramming into the object over and over. Swiftpaw was desperate to escape. She gnawed on the object until her mouth went numb. She growled and ram into it again and again. Anyone would have thought she went insane. But Swiftpaw loved life; She wanted the heck out of there! "Let... me.... out!" She snarled, ramming into it, and gnawing and clawing it. "Sweet merciful crud... my head!" She yipped, ramming into it hard. 'I gotta get out of here.... mustn't....give...up... I have to get back to StormClan. No way I'm sticking here. I'm just a blind apprentice. I'm innocent! I did nothing to harm anything....' She thought. The apprentice gave one last ram and sat, both her paws on the thing trapping her.

Swiftpaw jerked her head in the direction. "I-It's S-Swiftpaw, from S-StormClan. Where are we? What is this place? What do you see? What does it look like? Why am I here? Who else is here? Where's the two-legs?" Swiftpaw asked in a shaky voice. She was on the brink of insanity. She wanted out. She wanted to train with Silktuft. She wanted to be with the other apprentices. She didn't want to be here. Then, in a horrid voice, a fearful question escaped her maw. "What's gonna happen to us?"

Swiftpaw heard the familiar voice of Dracopaw. "Yes, It's me!" When Aurorapaw mentioned 'escape', Swiftpaw grinned and yipped, "Gladly!" She rammed full speed into the fence thing. "Ow." She growled, shaking her head went she hit a solider part of the thing. "What is this thing, anyways? It's solid one part and open another. I can't tell what the heck it is..." She growled, batting at the object. Once more the apprentice got to her feet and ran into the object head-down. "Stupid random object thing...." She spat when she hit the object so hard that is sent a wave of pain down her spine. "I give up. I hurt all the way from my nose down to the tip of my tail. There's no way that a runt of an apprentice can escape this strong of an object." She sighed, sticking her nose through an open part.

Swiftpaw heard another voice.
"I was taken by the river. I was collecting herbs for the medicine wolves. I figure there was a two-leg hiding. I'm blind... I have improved senses.... I should have known... I guess it was the scent and sound of the river distracting me. Anyways... who's all here...? I'm Swiftpaw.... who, like I said, is blind.... Man, I so stupid! Why had I not figured the two-leg was there..." Swiftpaw then gave a swift snort, before ramming once more into the cave. "I DEMAND YOU LET ME OUT!" She heard some two-legs whispering to each other with surprise at her aggressiveness towards escape. Although she couldn't understand them, she yipped, "Yea, I don't like being trapped, you know. LET ME OUT OF HEREEEE!!!" She rammed into the vine-like object, making a loud sound in the process. "Great StarClan.... my SPINE!" Swiftpaw yowled, sending another shockwave of pain through her body.

Swiftpaw growled at the WindClan apprentice. "Watch your mouth! If you know why I'm this way, you'd ought to take that back!" She spat. She hated being called names, since she was called names when she was blinded. She was also harassed by her first mentor. The apprentice shook her head in anger. "We ought to stick to the shadows. We don't want to be seen. I suggest we escape at night. I also rely on scent, making my scenting better then most of yours, no questions asked. I think we should rely on scent and sound, although not all the times. We could possibly catch scent of the forest. That's my idea. Not the best, but hey, I'm just a brainless, block-headed moron of an apprentice." She growled, rolling her eyes and laying down with a huff, placing her paw on the object blocking here. Swiftpaw started to get hungry. All she had was a sparrow much earlier. She sniffed around until she found what they called 'food'. "This is food? It smells like crow food! They expect us to eat this? No way! I rely on taste, too. I'm not laying a tongue on this." She turned away with a wrinkled nose. "Anyways, any better ideas?" Then, Swift's eyes softened.'Oh no... what will Lightpaw and Silktuft think? They'll be so upset... what if I don't make it? I'm blind, and this is the Two-leg place. Scents from the monsters will mess up my smelling, and their sounds will block my ears... Oh, I hope I can make it... if we escape...'

Swiftpaw bit back a cold blooded retort. 'Says the one who let a pup follow and get taken as well.' She thought bitterly. "Good, I don't want to talk about it. As for getting out of here, I have no clue 'cause I don't even know what the heck this is." Swiftpaw's fur bristled, and she found the softer ground. She sniffed it for a moment, before plopping herself down, back towards to two-legs. She sighed, figuring she'd just lay down until sleep found her. Swiftpaw then turned towards the two-legs, her face clear of fury and rage. The two-legs cast an uncomfortable look at her deadly look. Swiftpaw gave an angered huff and tried to get to sleep. But the apprentice was hungry and thirsty. Finally, she got up and growled, "I must be crazy." She took a few mouthfuls of the pellets, and let out a furious snarl. She then lapped at the water, a deadly look on her face, before turning and plopping herself on the nest.
Then, a terribly foul scent and air made the apprentice gag and she ran into the fence, not head down, but she had both paws on the object, and her teeth bared in a snarl, before coughing and turning, lapping at the water and burring her head under the nest.

Swiftpaw growled at the wolves. She hated being told what to do by other's in her age group. The apprentice is on the ShadowClan side of StormClan. Her parents had somewhat of a bad attitude, and Swiftpaw must've inherited it. She removed her head from under the nest as she heard two legs making that weird "HaHaHa" sound. She figured they enjoyed the wolves' anger and annoyance. She apprentice barked/snarled at the two guards, banging into the vine-like object, making them jump. When another voice told the other's to hush, Swiftpaw gave a frown. "Whatever. Soon, they'll be sorry. Very sorry." She snorted,  baring her teeth in the two-legs direction, before laying down next the the hard, cold object, her face deadly, in their direction.'Yes, they'll all pay.'