[Oh, must they talk about what he'd been eating? He makes a face at the thought of it.]

The bugs are... uh. Th-they mean well. They seemed to think I would want my food raw. And alive.

[The worst part was they weren't wrong. He'd been hungry after the first day, so they'd started tossing animals in with him. Cats were a no-go. Wen Ning refused to eat them and they found a way to escape the pen typically before he could have gotten to them anyway. Thankfully they hadn't tried to feed him any dogs - too close to his own species, they must have thought.] I-I think... I ate two chickens and a duck.

[They were the easiest to get him to accept. And he had been hungry. The desire to sink his teeth into human flesh hasn't taken over yet, but he did crave meat of some sort. He'd felt cooped up in the cage, with too much energy he couldn't do anything with. He wanted to run out into the woods and hunt something, but he didn't dare. So he did a lot of pacing back and forth.

He'd tried talking with the bugs, but that got frustrating after a time.]

I'm glad the fog is gone, at least... I'll be less terrified about changing tonight.