Seeing the Dining room

They walked back to the foyer, and walked into another hall directly across from the one they were in, they walked only a few more feet before entering a great room.  There were tables along the wall these were covered in a deep blue tablecloths.  Sitting behing these tables were others, men and women enjoying a meal. 

     Gwen seeing this salivated.  She was hunger. 

     From the back of the room Gwen saw two males starting to fight, both at the same time touched their arms, and grew into their animal forms.

     This was what she did not like to see, her own people fighting.  The males pawed each other with their razor sharp claws.

     Someone came behind Gwen, taking her attention away from the fight. 

     “Sorry about that, here on the Prison Planet we all promise to be civil.  Those two are from warring tribes.  I have tried to keep them separated but alas…” The male’s voice drifted off.

     Gwen responded, “I wish our people fought less, like before the Nanos were implanted.”

     “Yes, we only fought during the full moon then, now we fight all the time.” The male said.

     Gwen turned to look at the male conversing with her, to her surprise she knew him.