Save it for another time

Borias had on occasion debated telling Katir his real name. Part of him felt like his name was something special to him now, a sacred thing. Unlike with other slaves and unlike with others Borias found himself treating Katir in kind. Maybe because he liked her company but he had to remind himself. Just like any other slave here she was a product. Made for a master to be bought and have a puprose. What purpose did she have with him other than to be another mouth to feed? Borias lay beside her, wanting to watch her for a bit as she at the rabbit. She asked him a question and he hummed softly.

"Getting curious of the world around you are we?" he was not offended naturally wolves got curious. Slaves were hard to maintain just like children. "I wouldn't say hard. Many places harbor plenty of rabbits and things to eat. What with our numbers being so low too it hasn't been as much of a hassle. I'd say it's harder protecting you all than feeding you." There was countless others against him. Wolves who thought slaves were wrong. Those wanting to steal his produce for their own. It was dangeorus not having a pack or a band to their name. "What will you do Katir. If a master come to claim you?" as for now he was her master but he honestly wondered how she would feel about it if she had been sold. Even though he had intentionally postponed such things for her company.