One man's trash
Basilisk
10-07-2024, 04:11 PM
He became quiet again and she sat there a bundle of nerves. Would he discard her like Fin had done if something was found to be wrong with her that he disliked? Did she actually stink? Fin had been adamant that she reeked. The downfall of being nose blind, you couldn't actually confirm or deny scents. Then he started speaking more. The Warlord asked about her and she folded her ears back. He was asking a lot really fast.... and all of it information that she didn't know if she wanted to give. Though she also didn't want the pain that normally came with not answering. Best bet was to answer him and let him know some stuff. "Three previous.... I've cleaned, scrubbed floors, been a punching bag, been anything my masters told me I was..... And I can cook, clean, and I stitched my own wounds before...." she looked toward her newest master and squeezed she shoulder a little. She probably should tell him. "My first master made sure I couldn't run.... my second.... she ensured i wouldn't go sniffing after anything she didn't want me to." There it was. Cat was out of the bag. |
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