"So, I was going towards the town, when I met a large cat. I asked him if he knew a place that I could stay. He showed me to a small zoo-"
"How do you remember all this stuff?" Private asked.
"Believe me," I said. "If you were away from home for almost a decade straight, you don't have much to remember."
Everyone else, except Ivy, nodded. Private looked down at the floor, embarrassed.
"Just, just continue," Ivy said.
"Well, the cat told me that the "small zoo" was a research center. We went over to the a building in the research center, small zoo, or whatever you want to call it! My wing still hurt, and was still throbbing. The cat kicked the door, and a girl came out. The cat ran away, then the girl looked down at me.
"I'd better take you to Mom!" the girl said.
She grabbed me and took me into the building. The building was like the vet's office here. I saw cages with other animals in them. They were crying things like: "Help me!" or "Get me out of here, my leg is not broken!"
I was glad I wasn't one of those animals, yet."
"Did you become one of those animals?" Asked Kowaski, who apparently was very interested in my story.
I looked around the HQ. I didn't want to give away the story right away, or disappoint my friend.
"Feeding time!" the zookeeper cried.
"Let's go!" Private cried.
He climbed up the ladder. We all followed.
"Saved by fish," I thought. "And not the first time, either."