The pet
You lay down and start to dose off, the lost thing you remeber hearing
is the man in the cloak say "I'll take it" and you think to
yourself "It? I'm no it" then you rember your current
form.
You are draged along a dirt road into town, where your insewer stops
to talk someone in a cloak. All the while you have been gnawing at the
ropes in the net, it seems that you almost free when the person who is
talking to your insewer stops raises his hand and utters some un-known
words and the ropes turn to steel. You've nearly caped your tooth
trying to break the iorn bars, no use.
