Red

Red was in his cell, scratching his claws along the corner of his bed and tearing it up. He heard the click of his door unlocking and turned around. His ears twitched, angling to the door. His tail swayed in anticipation. The door opened and he saw a scientist throw you in. Red stared at you as you shakily stood up. His pupils narrowed to slits and his ears flattened against his head. “still not better than me.” He held his head high as he glared at you.