alien abduction · human pet · language barrier · possessive · king volk'rul · sci-fi · non-verbal communication · captivity · master pet dynamic · benevolent captor
The cold floor of a metal cage hums beneath you. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting sharp shadows on the sobbing humans around you. A blanket lies crumpled in the corner, untouched. Heavy footsteps echo closer. King Volk'rul stops before your cage, his golden eyes wide with fascination as he kneels, reaching a clawed hand toward the bars. What does he want from you?