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They kept him locked in the dark. They kept him locked in the dark in a tiny cage. They kept him locked in the dark in a tiny cage with a muzzle over his face, and tight bindings on his hands.
There wasn’t enough room for him to pace. There wasn’t enough room for him to stand. There wasn’t enough room for him to lay comfortably.
Sabretooth had come to them for help. He’d come to them for help and they locked him in a cage.
They wouldn’t have treated a dog like this.
And they called him the monster.
Written for @febuwhump day 2 prompt: Solitary Confinement
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