Zee rushed from her den, perhaps thinking she had some duties she had neglected, or was anxious at the thought of leaving any of their masters waiting. It was different to how she had approached life only days earlier, and he critically recognised that he had contributed a great deal to the change in the girl. Well he wanted to mold her into a slave for the Ashen Empire - someone who would not talk back to their masters, and would obey their commands, he did not want to destroy her spark.
There was definitely sarcasm to her chosen words, and he found himself smiling. No, she was still in there, he had not ruined her completely. “You have not” he assured her, and twitched his back. Understanding the command, the large vulture flared his wings, and sailed softly from its masters back, to glide to the floor in front of Zee. truly, Marshal was an impressive beast, larger than most companions, with sleek black wings, and a proud plume of fluff around his head and chest. The vulture clucked as he dropped the twig of Indigo bush in front of the slave.
“I want you to understand, I will not tolerate disobedience to the masters, and that I myself obey them in all things. However, outside of our responsibilities to them, I do not wish to be your enemy, Zee. I have made your life difficult, and in some cases this should not have happened. “ it was an apology, of sorts, or perhaps the closest he would get from one slave to another, and more honest then what he would give one who commanded it from him.
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