Slaves Unite

永程

"Good day, Sir."

A soft, sweet voice broke through Yong Cheng's reverie. There she was, a mottled cream-and-brown thing. Dainty, by Sirius' standards, but still taller than he was. Cheng wondered how he had missed her arrival; had he been too relaxed, too immersed in the feeling of water against his sore muscles? In any case, she hadn't taken his lack of preparedness for weakness, and had instead moved a metre or two away.

That was good. He liked his personal space.

Yong Cheng turned to face her, returning her smile with a wolfish grin of his own.

"'Sup," he shot back casually. He felt a little bad for giving her such a short answer, but he wanted to see how she'd respond. Get a feel of the wolf and how she acted. Maybe she'd be interesting, too. Most of the Armada wolves he'd encountered had been interesting, in their own ways.

He eyed her wrly. Yong Cheng's eyes narrowed, looking as if he was assessing her. Then he relaxed them, and smiled again. "'M Bird. You are?"

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