I felt very sorry for the rats and the snake that had been sacrificed... as they hadn't attacked me I watched the fight from a distance and felt anger burning in my heart. My... comrades, were they my comrades? Did I want to share my time with these... fighting machines enjoying to kill? No, I didn't... turning my back on them I peered into the dark tunnel and thought about wandering on alone... Then I remembered Lynn, my only key to return to the life I was used to, a faint memory: Books, animals, peace. Well, I would have to stick to the group if I wanted to return. <Sigh> I would have to keep my emotions of anger and disgust down <doublesigh> - and I would try to keep out of fights I found needless, fight then when I was attacked or when the enemies were hostile and remained so in spite of me trying to convince them of another behaviour.
I felt very alone...
