Jail Bird Rock
Lee
01-01-2020, 11:18 PM
永程
He didn't want to believe Sirius, but the Warlord's voice was genuine. Yong Cheng hurt. He had been stripped of his freedom and it had all been so fast... he steeled his features into something unintelligible, and nodded at his new alpha. As they walked, he took stock of where things were -- Sirius showed him to the Oasis proper, a place where he could rest at night (or whenever he needed to), and then to where the alpha pair slept. It was a rather nice set up, he noted. Everything was situated around or near to the water, and the food was at a communal location all the wolves could access. Sirius and Zeitgeist's den was not too far, but it was still private enough for them.
And it was sandy. Sandy, and dusty, and bitterly cold. If not for the lack of snow, Yong Cheng would have dismissed all claims that Springtime had arrived.
"What is expected of me?" He asked instead, as they walked. "Slavery can't just be about all this." He felt his frustrations spilling out of him, though Yong Cheng kept his voice level and steady. Out of instinct, his ears flattened, but his tail hung limply behind his legs. "Who's gonna order me around? Make me run errands?" Not that he wanted to, of course, but wasn't that what was expected of a slave? Faced with a departure from routine, Yong Cheng felt his gaze leave the surrounding desert, imploring Sirius to tell him what he was really supposed to do.
“Io will train you in the arts of healing, and if you require a more diverse knowledge, there are other healers I can bring in to instruct you.As Zee told you, all wolves in my pack require a basic knowledge of fighting.” Sirius continued, and Yong Cheng returned to observing his new home. He calmed, and his large ears slowly lifted again. At least there was something he could do to occupy his time.
"When will we move...?" In a quiet voice, he kicked a little dust up as he spoke. The volcano's effects would subside relatively soon, and the pack was bound to make a journey elsewhere. "Which land? How long will it take?" He wanted to know.
He ignored the implied threat that Sirius would know what he was doing at all times. Sometimes, it was simply easier to forget about that than to allow himself to contend with such issues. Yong Cheng was going to be a good little pack wolf; Sirius would have no reason to mistrust him. At least, for the foreseeable future.
"In the meantime, your morning is yours.”
"Alright." Yong Cheng replied. There wasn't much else for him to say, so he continued surveying the landscape.
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And it was sandy. Sandy, and dusty, and bitterly cold. If not for the lack of snow, Yong Cheng would have dismissed all claims that Springtime had arrived.
"What is expected of me?" He asked instead, as they walked. "Slavery can't just be about all this." He felt his frustrations spilling out of him, though Yong Cheng kept his voice level and steady. Out of instinct, his ears flattened, but his tail hung limply behind his legs. "Who's gonna order me around? Make me run errands?" Not that he wanted to, of course, but wasn't that what was expected of a slave? Faced with a departure from routine, Yong Cheng felt his gaze leave the surrounding desert, imploring Sirius to tell him what he was really supposed to do.
“Io will train you in the arts of healing, and if you require a more diverse knowledge, there are other healers I can bring in to instruct you.As Zee told you, all wolves in my pack require a basic knowledge of fighting.” Sirius continued, and Yong Cheng returned to observing his new home. He calmed, and his large ears slowly lifted again. At least there was something he could do to occupy his time.
"When will we move...?" In a quiet voice, he kicked a little dust up as he spoke. The volcano's effects would subside relatively soon, and the pack was bound to make a journey elsewhere. "Which land? How long will it take?" He wanted to know.
He ignored the implied threat that Sirius would know what he was doing at all times. Sometimes, it was simply easier to forget about that than to allow himself to contend with such issues. Yong Cheng was going to be a good little pack wolf; Sirius would have no reason to mistrust him. At least, for the foreseeable future.
"In the meantime, your morning is yours.”
"Alright." Yong Cheng replied. There wasn't much else for him to say, so he continued surveying the landscape.
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