giddy up pony into the sunset we go
Balian
Balian
Undecided
Expert Fighter (170)
Expert Navigator (130)
11 Years
Male
15
Dragon Mod
That was it. The auction was over. He had been sold like a common animal and his eyes narrowed and ears flattened as he watched the slaver leave. His efforts to appear wild so nobody would be interested didn't work, and now he was stuck here and tied to a tree. A little part of him felt like it had died. He was a free spirit, and since he had been captured he had the dreaded feeling that he'd be used as for some sort of sick sport hunt before they decided to kill him. He sighed and closed his eyes before pressing his forehead to the tree, already resigning himself to defeat.
"So..." Oh. Right. He forgot about this part. He pulled away from the tree and stared at the blue furred wolf, ears pinned back as he looked at the male with hostile eyed. "That heathen will say anything to make a profit." He snorted. He had heard their talks before coming to market. Bits and pieces...but he was sure she talked up the "merchandise" to get others to buy. It was disgusting. And now here he was...his dignity stripped away because someone thought it was okay to do this. Not just to him, but their own kind.
Eyeing the wolf, he rolled his eyes and looked away. Hiding the shame he felt. If his father could see him now, being held captive...he shook the thought away and reluctantly looked at the boy again. "I am smart...we all are. We just play the part of stupidity so we don't end up like this." That was where he had screwed up. He had been careless. |