Azia grunted as a booted foot was punched into her side, rolling her onto her back. Her head was starting to clear from the stars and cobwebs when she felt her mask pulled away.
'Ohgosh! They think I'm the real Femme Feline!',she thought to herself. As hands gripped her from behind and pulled her to a kneeling position, she was blinded by the cameras flash. The makeshift leash slipped over her head, she started to protest, "No, wait! I'm not ...". That was all she could get out before the guy who seemed to be their leader pulled tightly on the belt, choking off the rest of her words.
Her tiny hands flew up to the belt, desperate to loosen it enough to get some air. After a futile struggle, she heard one of the others admonish the one called Tunnels, and he let up on her 'choke collar'. She fell forward onto her hands and knees, gasping in huge lungfuls of air, barely able to shake her head in protest as the three approached, closing in around her.
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