One man's trash
Basilisk
10-07-2024, 01:41 PM
He snorted at her words and she looked down at her paws. Of course he wasn't gonna let her walk. Likely scared his new slave would run the first chance she got. Well she would be the one to surprise him then if that was the case. She had known nothing else but being the property of others in her life, so she wouldn't make it a day on her own. She wasn't that stupid. Unlearned but not stupid. His words only confirmed it and she gave up the thought then, shifting herself so she was hopefully more comfortable to carry for the beast, but not daring to dismount it. The man keeping her here was over three times her size and from the look of him he could easily dispatch her. Not that anyone would miss her. His words of what to call him were received with a stiff nod of acceptance. So Master Warlord or Warlord Basilisk was unacceptable, noted then. His question had her eyes on the ground once more and another nod. "Yes Warlord I am..." he'd invited her to speak with the question, but she only gave the answer to it, not intent on getting on his bad side already. She made it clear she was also aware she hadn't been released from her bonds. |
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