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Naiche
10-09-2020, 10:09 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-09-2020, 10:15 PM by Basilisk II.)
A howl rang out for the slave, and he raised his head with some surprise. It had been a while since anyone had called out for him. In his old life, he was accustomed to being dragged from one task to the next with no time between. But here? He had little to do, other then tend to Asla and his slowly growing garden. Curious, and with the ingrained obedience of obeying a call, he got to his feet. Asla was off, perhaps hunting somewhere, and his garden wouldn’t be hindered being left for a few hours. He carefully laid down his tools, and trotted off to find the one that had summoned him. He was pretty sure he had recognised the voice behind the caller, and that was confirmed when he arrived. He fleetingly recognised the bear-wolf as one of the welps of the Warlord, making him a brother to his Mistress. He dipped his head in respect first to the higher ranking wolf, and held the position “Prince Azure, it is a great honour, how can I serve?” he would not and could not acknowledge the secondary wolf until Azure had spoken. The slave knew the drill. |
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