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09-08-2020, 03:07 AM
(This post was last modified: 09-08-2020, 03:16 AM by Basilisk II.)
She turned to him, and stillness overtook him. He worked hard to keep the rhythm of his breathing. Was that disappointment in her tone, or was he reading too much into it? He had never been faced with the lash of disappointment before. He was surprised at how much it hurt. He wanted to be perfect in his service to her. She had caught on immediately to that which he had sought to keep hidden. Show no weakness, nothing that might inconvenience his betters. He couldn't seem to do anything right around her. Surprisingly, she seemed to take it in stride, motioning for him to follow. It gave him a moment to steady himself, and mentally chide his foolishness. She unsettled him in a way no one else had before her. How to answer her question? "I slept as well as a babe" he promised her. The children he had fleetingly seen had only napped for short periods, fussing and unhappy. The children of slaves. He followed her a serene looking cottage, with a backdrop of a trickle-down-garden, the like of which might be found in the garden of a Queen. He grew immediately uncomfortable, weary of what type of authority she might introduce him to next. She walked with confidence to the door, and began to speak, motioning him to a pile of furs. He bowed in acknowledgment, and moved to seat himself where directed. The next thing he knew, a wolf named Auntie ambled towards him. He dipped his head in polite greeting to the… what was the auntie of royalty? Well. He was assured of her healer rank. “I have a claw mark in my belly, Honoured Healer, and a bite mark behind my neck.” "Speech" |
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