i know not what i do
ft sirius
07-13-2019, 06:57 PM
Zee was fine with Sirius' choice to return home. She'd been too long away from the pack lands as it was, and was in desperate need of a long luxurious soak in the lake. Sirius didn't walk her much further out of the barren lands before stopping, eyes set firmly upon a black and white male who looked very injured. Sirius was not the type to care or give out random charity, this much Zee was sure. She didn't understand his intention at first, not until he turned towards her to drill his hard stare into her own. He didn't need to speak, the intensity in his eyes did enough to tell her exactly what he had planned. "Sirius." She whispered, taking one step backwards from his imposing form. He turned to approach the stranger. "No.." Her ears fell lifeless against her skull, eyes softening as she watched Sirius offer the man his assistance. "Yeah, come with us." Zee thought bitterly. "They'll heal you up then beat you back down." She swallowed hard, wanting to refute the guard's choice but not being able to draw the courage. Sirius had threatened to kill her for merely speaking to touch their mistress, what would he do if she got in the way of him recruiting a slave for her? Why did he even need this man? Zee was Deathbelle's personal handmaiden and she did a damn good job of it if she did say so herself. Zee stood off away from them as she collected herself. This was a part of life now, Ashen took slaves. Not all of them would be willing like she was. Feeling like the worry was finally hidden from her face, she took steps to approach the pair. "Hello." She tried to keep her tone light though it was layered with hesitance. "My friend is right, you look like you could use some help." A genuine smile touched her lips, though it was of sadness and pity. It wasn't for the stranger to know that she pitied him for reasons aside from his injuries. She looked back up to Sirius then, her eyes hard and judging. Hopefully it was very, very clear to him that she did absolutely not approve. Not that he would care. "Speech" "Thinking" "You." |