"Won't have... a choice. The cat... thinks you smell really good," Zell groaned out. He had never been happy to see the cage but in that moment it was the only thing he wanted to see. His inner cheetah wanted out badly and it only had gotten worse with Seifer's scent all over him. He stumbled out of Seifer's grip and tripped towards the cage. He was able to grab onto the bars and hold himself up.
"2 1 5 9," Zell sprouted off the code to the cell as he sunk down onto his knees. Another wave of pain hit him and his back bent at an awkward angle as he tried to keep himself from shifting.