Andy carefully followed the wolf's movements. None of them seemed threatening, if anything they were welcoming, gentle without touching him. But there was no soothing reply to his words. She didn't tell him which way to go, where he was, or even introduce herself. In fact, he was unsure if this wolf understood him at all. Andy tried to return some gestures of his own, mostly the ones he used with his master who also didn't understand his words. He wagged his tail, sat down, and then slowly moved his head forwards, his eyes focused on hers.

I am Andy Brush. Please help me return home, it's just outside of the forest, there's a tall building, with wolves in cages...

His voice trembled as he spoke. What do wild wolves of the forest think of those like him who got captured? No wolves dared to enter the grounds of the laboratory, whoever found their way there by accident would be chased away by the guards. They think it's so much worse than it really is, or at least that's how he imagined it.