The Suffering Game

In truth Pari wasn't totally sure what was expected of her right now; she had been told to comply and she had. She'd not been given anything else to do thus far, instead she'd remained cowering in the location the'd been left; a slight divot in the rough stone mountain side, it made a natural shallow bowl that she easily fit into. Pari had dared not move too far, dared not to try and find herself shelter; no she'd remain where she was for the time being, until she was told to do otherwise.

Pari knew that this was her new home; that she had a purpose again but she wasn't used to being surrounded by so many wolves. She had no point of reference for packs, all of her previous masters had been loners either preferring a select group of close friends and slaves or being mostly isolated except for her; as the old man had been. So far she'd been mostly ignored, though she still cowered as each of the strangers passed by her shallow hollow.

"Speak only when spoken too",  Think only of the pack