On and on

Borias nodded his head, "Some slaves were never taught how to speak. A few catch on but Seven like some others don't have language on their side." he would explain as the expressions that Ray gave made him think he was a bit creeped out by it. Turning to Seven and then to Ray he gestured with his head to follow. "Hunting much better in the outside garden." he stood and began to walk out of the front door with Seven following beside him. Borias was quick to lead them towards the back of the castle. It was nearly a jungle with thick vines and tree's all around. A small clearing sat in the middle.

"Seven go, hunt." Borias would bark as the young male would shoot forward. Borias sat down, his eyes trained forward so he could watch Seven. It was important to make sure the slaves were up to par in their tasks anyway. It had been a while since he'd been able to asses Seven so this worked out for him.