doctor's orders

He sat with forced patience in front of the doctor, he could see that she had already begun with the slave girl, and would likely get his turn next. He chafed at the delay, he would have much rather gotten this out of the way immediately. Any time spent lingering upon it, drew out his fears. He could not disobey the Klein, that had been drummed and beaten into him from a young age. He might have followed their orders with a hidden hatred, if not for Deathbelle. Because of her, his loyalty was absolute.

He drew in a deep breath, calming his nerves, and trying to push himself free from his thoughts. His eyes moved to Lucretia. The small Klein had always given him sideways glances, and he got the impression she had never much cared for him. He didnt know why, he had always been unfailingly polite and followed her letters to a t in the past. Be could only hope she held no hidden grudge against him that would ruin him today.

As he watched the examination, his anger began to expand outwards. His pent up energy growing into anger as he watched the slave girl sass and treat her master with disdain. As she uttered her final words 'we finished' he snapped like a bow string. He spring forward with all the speed his pent up energy could master. He aimed to push her head to the ground with a powerful paw, and I he succeeded, he would nip at her throat with his elongated fangs. Not enough to draw blood, just to push against her throat and block her airways for a moment. His paw held her still so she could not squirm away.
"Lady Lucretia is a Klein, and you will treat her with respect and deference. If she says sit, you sit. If she says roll over and initiate a corpse, you better start stinking like the dead. Do you hear me slave Zee?" He growled, waiting to see if she would manage a short nod, if she did, he would release her.