Transfer

A lot had happened

The Slavers were crueler than expected, he had gained a name and they were being transferred

It had been 5 days since his capture and his captors appeared to have slipped back into whatever pattern of behavior they had shown prior to finding him. Harry and jack, as they were called were… rather disgusting human beings

They alternated between drinking, driving, and tormenting the captives. In the mornings, food was thrown into the wagon without any care, then the two men would return to their posts at the front of the wagon, occasionally throwing insults and rocks toward the captives for fun before finally night arrived.

Sadly this time was especially bad as the two men took their time to drag captives away out of the wagon and into the dark, either for fun or pleasure before returning, dragging the now bruised or bloodied individual back into the wagon

Alice and Himself had only been spared of this fate as they spent their nights curled up in his cage, although that want to say they hadn't had close calls

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Listening to the growl of his stomach, he gnawed on his ropes, trying to ignore the smell of human waste emanating from his surroundings. He hadn't eaten in days and what little he had eaten before was nowhere near enough to keep him going, it had been two days since the incident with Harry, one of the slavers, and he and Alice had not been given food since

The night Harry had snuck over to the cage, had not been a fun night.

He and Alice had been sleeping, when he had awoken to the sound of the door of his cage opening and the sound of something being dragged

Since he had been stuck in the cage, with his wings bound for the past few days, all he had to do was attempt to improve his echolocation. By breaking off one of the cage bars he had found himself a new way to emit sound, by precisely tapping the bar on the ground he was able to "see" in whatever direction he tapped it clearly and precisely, without difficulty as his hearing was growing stronger

Awakening and tapping his new cane he was able to quickly ascertain the situation, having snuck over Harry was slowly dragging an unconscious Alice out of the cage by her leg. And by the smell of alcohol, he was emitting and the gentle chuckle coming out of his mouth his goal was obvious

Choosing to act quickly He had thrown himself towards the hand grabbing Alice, as harry himself was out of his reach, biting down as hard as he could, his teeth sinking into the man's pudgy flesh, creating an outburst of screams from the man himself

Woken by the noise, Alice saw Harry and threw herself away from him, yanking away from the hand and dragging the one attached to it with her.

Harry's screams increased quickly as he jumped away from the cage, cradling his hand, trying to stop the bleeding caused by the now missing finger, before he ran out, to find bandages, waking everyone as he went

After that night, three things had changed

The first was that food was no longer delivered to the cage

The second was that Alice had become far more attached to him, usually curling up to him as they slept, whether due to fear or trust he didn't know

And thirdly he had gained a few names, Harry, jack surprisingly Alice had taken to calling him a variety of names "Bites" or "little shit" or "Bitsy" whenever referring to him, not that it particularly mattered but it was interesting nonetheless

Now however he was focused more on his empty stomach. It had been three days since the incident with Harry and all he and Alice had to eat was a couple of rats and some rainwater.

"We should be in Webbly by sundown Bitesy!" Alice whispered to him, he could practically smell the excitement in her voice as she told him "that means it's nearly time for the transfer!"

This "transfer" Alice referred to was actually a stroke of luck for the two of them. After harry lost his finger, it had grown infected and due to this he and jack had decided, begrudgingly that they would be unable to finish the journey to the western sea market

And so in a stroke of actual brain power, unprecedented by the two slavers they had decided to make a detour to a small town by the name of Webbly, or at least its ruins. The town of Webbly had been raised by rouge mercenaries a few years back and had since been used as a resting and refill point for slave traders. Meaning that the two men planned to cell the captives they had to another slaver so as to avoid the trip to the western sea market of their own

"You do understand that this doesn't change our actual destination right?" he questioned the girl "we are still going to the western sea market" he squawked

Nodding Alice began to tap against the bars of the cage, creating a tinkling sound that filled the pace, at least until someone slammed into the cell

"Shut the Fuck Up!" The man, Harry, yelled viciously as he slammed something against the cell, likely his shoe. "I swear to god if we don't get a good price for you little bastards I will personally chuck this cage into the river!"

He hadn't been very happy with them since that night three days ago

Thankfully before Harry could continue hurting "bites" very sensitive ears with his horrible voice anymore a voice, jack yelled from the front of the wagon

"Come on harry! Leave the product alone" the man yelled out from the front, getting some ever so slight gratitude from the two "cage-mates" harry was yelling at

"we're here!" he announced

Hearing harry walk away from them both he and Alice sat up slightly, with Alice peeking out the tarp slightly to see for them, although he quickly learned enough thanks to the smell

"What a dump," they said/squawked at the same time