Little Flower

The snow leopard cub was scared. The metal shackles felt ominously cold on her paws. It was like a constant reminder that she was a prisoner. She shivered, and glanced out through the bars. It was the only opening in her cell of cold stone.

She looked out to see only more prisons, all in one neat hallway. One guard happened to pass by as the cub peered through the bars. It was a gruff looking penguin, bearing a symbol. The insignia of the alphas. The guard didn't notice the feline face poking through, and blankly continued to waddle up and down the hall.