ardent

One man's trash

Basilisk



Teegra

Armada
Songbird

Advanced Intellectual (60)

Intermediate Healer (30)

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
67
size
Extra small
build
Light
posts
57
player
Asena
10-07-2024, 10:55 AM


It took her a few moments to catch her breath. He gave her something to call him in that time and she nodded. Whatever kind of title Warlord was she wasn't sure. The coughing and wheezing subsiding but no sooner than it did she was being man handled. He deposited her on the reindeer she hadn't even noticed before but she had heard it the moment it started to move. Her eyes widened and she gave a surprised gasp.

He was massive so she had no chance to even fight back, not that she did. No she was smarter than that. Her chocolate dipped ears folded. Guess it was from one hell to another.... She couldn't catch a break could she? He seemed to be a man of few words at least. She could appreciate that. Hopefully it would be orders and silence then.

She glanced to where they seemed to be heading. Least there was no rope for now. She hated being leashed like some dog and having to try to keep up or be choked so much. A glance down at the reindeer, the ride was nice compared to that at least. Though she felt like she might be an annoyance to the beast. "I can walk Master Warlord...." ears folding to the sides. She barely whispered it but she was used to speak and get your shit knocked loose. Fin had been the most violent master but she guessed her use to him had been outlived. He could of at least sold her if he was done with her.... he hadn't needed to try to leave her as a corpse hanging in a tree in some foreign land she didn't know. Now it seemed this man had some kind of idea of use for her.

She didn't hand her name to him, used to a policy where they got to decide what to call her. For Fin it had been stupid, for others she had been through a plethora, you there, hey bitch just a few among them. A wonder at what this man would deem her to be called. She'd seen the man sent his other servants forward and she had to wonder why. Questions on her mind that she wouldn't ask. Dared not speak anymore unless spoken to. It was the best survival tactic she had learned.

"Speech"





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