Colour Me Surprised

Eulogy he called once again as the slave woman touched his toad to move it away from him. How dare she touch what was his and how dare she not react to his cries for help. Eulogy! he rose his boyish tones, high-pitching sonnates were emitted from the young lad vocal chords, I said my stomach hurts. he emphasized he word hurt narrowing his bi colored lenses at her. Well, are you not going to do something about it? he shifted his weight, elongated tial wraping around his paws as he sat on his haunches, expectantly Father will hear about this. he frowned to emphasize his anger towards her. What was wrong with this woman? He wondered, rotating his regalia to the right to look away from her. He was her Master spawn, her Master offspring and she should place his offsprings above herself fore they were a priority in such case, when it was just the two of them. He wished for his parents to return quicker. He had no idea why they kept her around, why Father insisted to have a slave, the idea was a confusing matter into his mind and he could not shake it off, not now when it was just the two of them. Why did Father made you a slave?  his eyebrow rose in question, You seem pretty useless. he tilted his crown this time, gaze locking onto her. He might have phrased it better, sure, and even though he intended no direct disrespect the pup still needd to learn that some words are better left unspoken.

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