don't ever gift pets

*Lucretia* · 08-11-2019, 07:55 PM

Truthfully, while the Kleins had always kept slaves and servants in some capacity, Lucretia had always found the practice vaguely distasteful. It was a holdover from times gone by, and in her own opinion did nothing but sow resentment between the slave and its captors. Bourbon interested her in that his fealty seemed freely given. In fact, judging by the sway of his tail and eager glint to his eye, this sort of arrangement almost made him... happy? Stranger and stranger.

Lucretia winced all of a sudden, overcome with a fierce twinge in her forehead. Headaches had been plaguing her since the Firefly Festival. She squinted at one with one eye, turning away from the dim light of the den entrance. "if you are handy with herbs, why don't you put together something to help a headache? if it works, I will accept you as my... assistant." Companion? Helper? She would have to work out the details later. Idly, she wondered how her raccoon, Feverfew, would take to another presence in Lucretia's den. There was time yet to work out sleeping arrangements, though.

"lucretia mutters..."

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