With a big, contented yawn and a wide stretch of her tiny little arms, Tiela appeared from the top of the tissue box that she had been using as her home since soon after her arrival at Axx Drk prison.

She had been assigned a bed, a full, human sized bed but she left that ridiculous administrative oversight to her larger cellmates. Everything she needed was contained within her tissue box, it was like a cell within a cell where she was able to decorate as she pleased. Said decorations were mostly discarded items, rubbish to most. Her job as a cleaner allowed her to stash much of the litter from around the prison, her bed was torn up magazine papers and she used an empty chip packet like a sleeping bag. She had even decorated her walls with 'posters' that in truth were simple candy wrappers glued to the wall with the sticky sugar left on their inner surface. It was pathetic, really, but it was hers, a little haven within this hole of a place where she had spent eight of her fourteen short months of life.

The box was situated on the sill of a small, square window set high into the dark, stone walls. It let little light in due to the special needs of one of Tiela's cellmates, but from right beside it, Tiela was bathed in the sun's light and greeted it bitterly, lamenting the pane of glass that separated her from its warmth.
Feeling the pangs of hunger, as she almost always did upon waking, Tiela flitted out of the box and spiralled her way down the tall cell and out of the door.

Her late rise was a benefit of her small size, it had many downsides given the brutality that the other inmates could display at times but, while they were all getting knocked out of bed at some ungodly hour, Tiela was too small and insignificant to be noticed. Either that, or nobody was game to stick their hand into an enclosed area with a pint sized murder machine. A wise decision given the time she had shredded a guard's finger down to the bone above his second knuckle.

Rubbing thick layers of golden sleep dust from her eyes, Tiela fluttered down the hallway at about eye level to reach the cafeteria. She hated being given food as they did here, being [i]fed[/i]. Despite her size, Tiela was a vicious hunter, a predator who liked her food to be breathing as she tore into it, not given to her in some sanitary form so distanced from the creature it came from as to be unrecogniseable as meat at all. She satisfied this predatory instinct whenever possible, hunting and killing mice, rats and moths whenever she spied one, the windowsill on which her tissue box sat was littered with at least three rodent skeletons.

She gazed around the cafeteria as she entered, fluttering at the entrance. Being late, the area was filling fast and the line for the food was already large enough to be a nuisance, well, to people who actually had to wait in line that was.

Suddenly, Tiela heard a ruckus from behind her and turned to see an especially big one of the 'big people' being marched in, bound in chains and seething with rage.

She darted to the side and gave the werewolf a wide birth before fluttering promptly over to the food as if afraid she would consume it all, reaching it just after a centaur left with a pile of greens and zipping in straight infront of a particularly mean looking naga woman.
With a dastardly look on her face, Tiela fluttered down onto the food and proceeded to patter her tiny little feet all over several breakfast items in a devilish little whirling dance.
"Get ou' o 'ere, bug!!" roared the goblin serving the meals while the naga merely stared in stunned disgust.

The goblin swiped at the fairy but she easily darted away, nabbing a cube of raw steak as she fluttered up to a stone brick jutting out of the wall well out of reach and giggled as her tiny teeth became needle sharp fangs and she began ripping into the bloody flesh which, to her at least, was about the size of a beachball.

From her high vantage point, she watched, surveying the cafeteria anew as she observed every sight, sound and action within. She saw secret little deals taking place, gauged who was strong and who was weak, recognised the tension of the guards surrounding Ericka and the way she tormented the feline creature beside her and all the while, her silence prevailed and her devious little mind ticked and tocked away.