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Azure began to pace, running over the scenario in his mind carefully as the deadline loomed. He cursed himself for his lack of preparation, since Theron's disappearance he'd not even begun to think of bringing in a replacement slave or how to best sell the story. Once upon a time things were easier, he'd had a favor in his pocket from Recluse - an alpha who did not share Sirius' mindset on what you could and could not do to an inferior wolf. Why had he ever thought it worth it to spend the favor on anything other then housing for his eventual slave?

Lyre spoke once more and Azure's head whirled toward her with an expression of disbelief. There was still a polite undertone to her words, something that lessened the frustration of being defied and allowed the surprise to come through. "I think you overestimate how much fighting back would have mattered." He counseled darkly. Az had requested her to not fight back to avoid any telling marks upon his coat, not because he presumed she had any ability to stop him.

"I appreciate your initiative, though I don't think we'll have to try quite so hard to sell the story. If one of my patrols came upon us while I was wounding you... well, I'd be forced to finish you off, and we don't want that, do we?" He lifted a paw to dust the recent accumulation of dirt from the other side of her neck, feeling the way her pulse hammered and finding his own beat harder in return. "After all, you had a competent rescuer. You're quite lucky I arrived when I did, before more damage was done." Truthfully he did want to take her offer, to craft his story carefully upon her body like a canvas. Taking her this close to the borders was a mistake, but there would be more time for pain later.

Skipping his gaze across her striped form he could see evidence of a struggle. The thick fur upon her neck was disorderly and flattened in places, it was clear a collar had sat tightly there. The slaver's blood upon her face had collected dirt and dust from the ground. The woman was clearly roughed up, but not so much that might be suspicious or might earn an urgent trip to a medic. Secrecy and deception worked best when the event was an unexciting one, one unworthy of gossip and suspicion.

His head tipped back and he bellowed a low, commanding call. The first instinct for most wolves would be to call Sirius, to ask permission, but Azure swallowed that urge. He was an alpha too, and it wasn't as if Sirius was seeking Azure's opinion on which wolves joined and which wolves were allowed to leave the Armada. His loyal companion arrived swiftly, cutting through the air on thin obsidian wings and landing carefully upon his master's shoulders. Azure shrugged the bat off, who paid little notice to the striped slave. "Tell Sirius there's a body out here that needs disposal and to meet us at the communal area." The bat obediently sped off back through the plains and Azure turned to look back at Lyre. "Let's go, it's time you met my father." With a gesture of his head he encouraged the slave onward.

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