Vixen listened as he spoke, he had seen the opportunity and he took it. She was glad, in a way, because if he hadn't left his pack, she would be dead. Vixen was about to respond to what he had said when a hand came out of the bushes, grabbing her arm and yanking her into the arms of a man. Looking up she realized Trent was now holding her tightly against his chest, with an iron dagger held tightly to her throat. "Run!" But it was to late, the other members of trends group surrounded kalos, two grabbing his arms while another punched him in the stomach. Vixen tried to break free of Trent's grasp, but the more she fought, the harder he would press the blade against her skin. She yelped in pain as the iron blade made contact with her skin, she felt like her neck was on fire.
"Well,well,well. Look what we have here. I was starting to think we would never find you. " Trent grinned evily at kalos as his men held him down. "And look, she found us a pet. " he and the other men laughed. After all to them, griffins were seen as pets. Trent looked down at vixen with an evil smile. "Alpha will be so glad to have his little play thing back. " Vixen looked at kalos, her eyes wide with panic and fear. "Lock him up, and let's get back to alpha." Trent growled at his men before turning and starting to walk towards the edge of the Forrest. His men quickly chained his arms and legs, only giving him enough slack to take small steps. "Come on, move it!" They snapped at him, shoving his back to get him to start walking, following Trent.
(That is a good idea. They could be held captive for a day or two before they escape. )