Teen Ink
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Cage stood by and waited, she was still kind of scared of SPrint, but also wanted to stick around.
"W'ere ya wanna go?" she asked, they couldn't stay here, out in the open, he needed to get to his home and she needed to find a 'home'.
"B-back to my cave." Sprint panted. He walked a little faster, leaning on the stick. He glanced around them nervously. "I-I've got to go back to my cave."
Staying out in the open like this made him nervous. Anyone, anything could leap out at him.
Cage watched him go, she wasn't sur eif she should follow, she hadn't been invited and at the lab she'd been punished cruelly for just assuming she should do something or go somewhere she hadn't been directly told to do. She looked back the way they'd come adn decided to follow Sprint, she trotted to catch up and then walked slowly behind him.
He glanced back at her. Usually, being followed was a bad thing. It meant that a predator was tailing him, or that a newcomer was trying to steal his supplies.
But now, he felt glad that Cage was following him. He stayed silent, but he slowed down a little so that maybe his pace could match hers.
Cage walked silently beside Sprint, he was from the lab too, that was obvious. She owndered if he'd ever sen her when she was there, probably not, they kept specimens aprt, he may have been in a totally different buildin than hers. She was curious what kind of expeirements they ran on him, but didn't ask, she didn't want to get him mad
Sprint stayed quiet. He watched Cage out of the corner of his eye.
She looked pretty young to be out in the Wilds. Then again, he looked much younger than he really was. The labs were not kind to his growth. His fingers twitched a little.
He wanted to talk, but he didn't know what to say. It had been so long since he last spoke with anyone.
""Ow old are ya?" Cage asked, she wans't sure how 'normal' kids talked together, so she just asked a question, a simple question, hopefully easy to answer, it was one of the few things they were told at the lab was their age. She still had her ID bracelet around her wrist, it was a band that said her name, gender, age, 'power', her height, and weight. She'd couldn't rea dthough, some specimens at the lab were taught to read, she hadn't been one of them.
"Um...I-I..I..." Sprint thought for a moment, squinting as he counted off the years in his head. It had been so long since he had had his ID bracelet, so long since he had needed to answer the question of how old he was, it took him a full minute to remember. "N-nineteen." He finally said with a nod. "I-I'm nineteen y-years old."
Cage was silent as she tried to figure out how much older he was than she,
"I'm, um 'ir'een years old." sh emuttered and she held her hands up looking at her undeveloped mangled looking fingers as she tried to count.
Sprint watched her silently out of the corner of his eyes as she counted off on her mangled fingers.
Thirteen....He started to do the math in his head, carefully trying to count out how much older he was. Thirteen was certainly older than he had expected. She was tiny, scrawny and little. A lot like him.
Cage frowned and recounted, he was ten and nine years old, and she was ten and three right? That would mean they were how many years apart? She sighed and gave up, putting her hands down, she glanced at Sprint and quickly shoved her hands into her pockets, she'd forgotten he was watching.
"Y-you're from the labs." Sprint said. He immediately wished he hadn't said it. Of course she was from the labs. Everyone- and everything- that came to the Wilds came from the labs at one point. "S-so am I."
"Yeah." Cage said, she kept her head down, she didn't want to talk about her time in the lab, it hadn't been fun. They'd played weird mind games with ehr and made her go into people's heads, it scared her. But she wodnered how he could tell, her fingers weren't the labs fault she didn't think, she'd been born with them that way.
"I-I'm from th-the labs too." Sprint said quietly. "I-It's a little better h-here." He said helpfully. He glanced around them, making sure they weren't being followed back.
"I 'ope so." she said as the reached the cave, Cage waited for Sprint to go first, it was his cave after all. She kept her hands in her pockets and looked around, checking for anyone following them or anyone that might be near by.
Sprint silently squeezed into the cave, sliding into the dark space. He blinked and moved to the back without hesitating. He slumped down to the floor with a sigh, his legs already sore. He closed his eyes.
Cage followed Sprint in adn after her eyes adjust went and sat sort of next to him, though there was plenty of space between them. She wondered what would happen next, what type of life she would lead form now on in the Wilds.
Sprint was silent, just resting for a moment. He cracked his eyes open to glance over at Cage.
"I-It's been a p-pretty eventful day." He said weakly. He tried to smile, but he didn't quite make it.
Cage nodded,
"Yeah." she whispered, her day had been eventful from being yanked roughly out of bed when itw as still dark out, around 01:00 hours to the quiet bumpy long ride out here to being thrown out, meeting Sprint, adn nearly being killed by a bear-hybrid. She realized she wa shunrgy, her food privilidges had been taken away for a week at the lab for not cooperating right during an expeirement, today she was supposed to get them back but she'd been taken out her einstead,
"Wha' ya do 'roun' 'ere?" she asked to get ehr mind off of her stomach, at the lab there was aregulated schedule, you had no freedom to do anything, do did what youw ere told when you were told, slept when you were told, ate when you were told, went to teh bathroom when you were told, anything you did you ahd to be told to do first or it had to be on your schedule, which was read every morning at 6:45.
"I-I survive." Sprint said with a shrug. He paused, looking her over carefully. "A-are you hungry?" He asked quietly. "I-I was hungry on my f-first day."
He had been starving, punishment for not running hard enough for the right amount of time.
He started to move to where his food supplies were, moving back a little farther in the cave.
