"I guess that works," the woman muttered. She opened another cage and put Coffee inside of it then locked it. She opened another bigger one.
"Please, Matsua," she pleaded. Matsua didn't want to get into the cage, but he complied anyway, for the sake of his friend. After he was locked inside the cage he asked her, "What should we call you?"
"Call me Heather," she replied.
A second later they were all in the helicopter flying away. Soon all the beautiful landscapes started turning into rodes, buildings, and then finally it grew into a huge city, something Matsua had never seen before.
Heather landed the helicopter on top of a tall building. She took all the cages out of the copter.
"This is the place. Stay here for a second, okay?" she said, and then left through a door leading downstairs into the building.
-x-
A man was working at his desk, scratching away at some papers, with a small bird perched on his shoulder. He looked up when he heard somebody answered the door and smiled when he saw who it was.
"Ah, hello Heather," he said, glad for an exscuse to get out of paperwork. Heather gave a brief smile, then threw her journal on the man's desk, opened to a certain page.
"Hey, Roberts," she said. "These strange creatures... You don't have any record of treating any of these types of animals here?"
The man groaned inwardly. Heather never called him by his first name, Peter. He glanced at the drawings for a second.
"Never seen them before, why?" he asked. This was an international hospital for animals. There were some animals he had never come across before.
"Because I have them on top of the building and one of them's hurt and needs treatement," she replied.
Roberts got up and quickly flew up the stairs to see the creatures. Heather lead him to the small furry cute one with ginger fur, curled up in a little ball. A voice said from one of the cages, "Please, save her."
Roberts looked at Matsua. These were no ordinary animals.