76 Animal Rescue (1/2)

A putrid stench tickled my nostrils as I stepped inside a vast circular room that held locked metal cages with sick animals; cats, dogs, birds and even rats. Most laid in their cages lethargic and barely able to raise their heads to us.

It was the first time I saw birds other than canaries. I noticed there weren't any canaries in cages.

”Hey Trix, what's wrong with these animals?”

Trix sighed as he opened a cage to a weak black kitten with weepy eyes and a coa.r.s.e mew.

Marilyn's voice entered my mind with a spell of uncloaking she suggested I sign.

I signed and the spell and gasped with horror at the sight before my eyes.

Chi. Or lack of it. The room contained more grey particles than colours. Worse, it seemed they were attacking the color energy dots and swallowing them whole to turn them into grey types.

”Famine. What does your aura eyes see?” Trix soberly asked me.

Aura eyes? I frowned. I guess the term was apt.

I signed the truth of my sight, which made Trix's expression contort his brow into a troubled frown.

He nodded and explained that these animals were unlucky strays from the Third and Fourth District who had accidentally stumbled in the Transportation Field (that gold column of light at the end of the district)and ended up in the forest on the other side of the academy.

The academy's senior students were responsible for rounding up the strays and bringing them into the tower for healing or restoration and return to their districts via the Transportation Field.

On cue, a group of seniors entered the room, carrying caged small animals or wheeling in the larger ones on a trolley.

I groaned when I saw the group held the girl who had given me the challenge letter and those bully boys.

”Oh, just b.l.o.o.d.y fantastic.” I signed with a groaned.

”Hey. It's Pretty Boy.” The older one with slick back brown hair, narrow brown eyes and sharp hawkish features. Even his nose was pointy as one.

Trix stood back with one brow c.o.c.ked in a smirk and arms folded. It was obvious he was keen to see how our interactions unfolded.

”TPO dudes. Don't wimp out on our challenge later.” I signed, eye-balling the hawk-face git.

”Not a chance.” The Hawk-face git spoke, so I could read his lips.

The girl rolled her eyes and coughed to break are escalating aggravation. The seniors returned to their duty and turned to leave with a heated gaze to my face as their walked out of the room.

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”What challenge?” Trix asked, amused.

”None of your beeswax.” I answered back and directed our conversation back to the matter at hand.

”Healing. What you going to teach me?”

Trix nodded and handed me a p.o.o.p-scoop and hand brush.