scream queen
Hannibal figured the babe had ran away from slavers once therefore she would be capable of doing it again. But, did she know the area? Did she know the Wolves that roam these lands? The male had a few ways of keeping her within Erovrare before he would inflict any brutalities. He was not against injuring her for the sake of keeping her within the forest. But, if he could make her life not so horrible would she choose to stay? Providing food, shelter, and water in return for he undying loyalty was all he asked. Hannibal would not starve her or rape her unless Eulogy did something to beckon forth punishment. The male watched her with a raised brow, observing her feast upon the cold hare. It wasn't something he would eat but it did just fine for the slave girl. "Eulogy you have the choice to make your life here good or bad." His mis match gaze with cruel as it washed over her earthy toned form. "If you leave these borders you will have an entire pack of blood thirsty beasts after you in an instant." There were numerous Wolves here that would rip someone like Eulogy to shreds. "Though, if you are so ignorant as to think we are the only slavers in these lands you are horribly mistaken." A pause. "You are lucky." The male moved to sit at the mouth of his den as he observed her for a few moments. That two toned tail tucked against his massive form. "If you follow orders your life will be pleasant. I will ask little of you and if you fail to do those simple tasks you will receive punishment. As one of the first Bondservants in the pack you are to set an example for others to come." He looked of to the river now, "Your first task is to find a den close by, within ear shot of me." Hannibal rolled his shoulders, "I am nocturnal due to my albinism. You will greet me here with prey from the food storage when I wake up, just as the sun is setting. Make this a routine for I expect this of you each and every day." The male sneered ever so slightly, "Go get water." She was taking far too long to pluck meat from the cold Hare.
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