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Azure spoke with his father and then left the woman in the company of the equally large man. Olive eyes followed the man for a moment, then looked to Sirius as he welcomed her. As Sirius cupped her chin, Lyre allowed him to do so, letting him turn her head this way and that, no doubt inspecting the wounds upon her neck. There were still specks of blood on her face as well. If allowed, she would need a moment to wash up.

The striped woman had been ordered to share her story with the sabered alpha and she did so. In clear, soft vocals, the fae spoke. "The elderly wolf that I once served passed away," she began, a bit of sadness creeping into her viridian gaze. "As I was traveling, searching for a new mistress to serve, that man attacked me. He overpowered me and put me in a collar." Lyre's ears slicked back against her delicate crown and one paw rose to lightly touch the wounds at her throat. "He told me that because of my looks, I would fetch a high price." Lyre's large, green eyes rose again, meeting the blue pools of Sirius. "If Azure hadn't come across the man dragging me back to his camp, I would surely be on my way to a slave auction." Thankfully, Azure was returning as her story drew to a close so that he could hear her final comment. "I truly owe him a debt for saving my life," the woman spoke sincerely. All slaves had to learn how to act and, as the servant to a high born lady, Lyre had learned quickly and well.

A rolled up skin and a piece of meat were given to her and Lyre settled down upon her slender stomach, holding the meat between dark paws while she ate delicately. As a slave, food was usually scarce and she wasn't sure if she would be able to eat the entire piece, but she would consume as much as she could. Who knew when she would eat again?

"Lyre"