[ Yan's ears twitch and perk with the sound of the lock finally giving way, and she lifts her head, eager. Her tails lift and start to flick back and forth, but there's no outward aggression as soon as Peter is pulling the door open for her. She gets to her feet, though her first step forward reminds her of her broken paw and the snare still around her ankle; an unconscious little yelp escapes as she stumbles when she tries to walk out of the cage.
She can only get two steps past the door, and then the snare is stretched taut again. ]
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She can only get two steps past the door, and then the snare is stretched taut again. ]