this one's weird (Balsam sale)
08-12-2019, 06:03 PM
Deity had watched each bidder closely, trying to understand their secret glances and furrowed brows. Each wolf had a different motive for purchasing the slave, and Deity wondered at them. The white female and the dark male were a conspicuous couple— they were clearly working together. And, Deity had earlier noted, their scents were similar— on top of their unique smells, there was a tang of the same woodsiness. It was hard to put into words, but she could tell there was some relation between them. The same pack, maybe? Her suspicions had been furthered by the glances they constantly shared, the frustration in their eyes each time they were outbid. Then, the dark male stepped up. His bid was unique— a dominance battle. Deity tilted her head a bit, thinking about the offer. It was powerful in theory, but in reality, how would it work? The slave trader would have to summon him, likely from afar, in advance. Deity was sure a summons wouldn’t be easy to manage even without the time constraint of a battle. A dominance battle may need to be fought on the spot, not scheduled in advance. And if the fanged wolf were to stick around the female... there was no telling when a dominance issue would arise. He would be strung along like a fish on a reel for stars knew how long. The white female then left, huffing, and her partner set his brow. Deity watched him closely— he looked as though he were about to do something reckless. What happened next was unexpected, to say the least. When the brawl broke out, Deity couldn’t help but take a small step back in surprise. The space was so small, and the larger wolf’s movement so sudden, she couldn’t help it. A moment after the initial shock, Deity set her posturing and expression back to normal, hoping the others hadn’t seen her falter. She couldn’t be seen as timid nor cowardly in the presence of these wolves. She was sure many of them had high status, as they belonged to packs, and didn’t want their perception of her to affect Deity in the future. The goddess made sure she was out of the way before calmly watching the brawl, wondering who would win and how it would affect the sale. |
And so our haloes became collars and golden chains; our proud, shining divinity became the very thing that bound us.
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