One man's trash

Ignita pinned her ears back and refused to look at him. She couldn't hide the way her body jumped at his massive paw smack on the ground. It reminded her of some children of theirs...

She tried not to cower, she held her head level, her back to him as he snarled at the new slave. Her tail was tucked tightly against her side as he turned back to her and her body betrayed her with a flinch.

"You have! We have everything we ever wanted!" She snapped back, "There's no need for the slave for that purpose! You don't want more children from me, then you don't get more children!" She growled. She was obviously of more use to him without her body. Why would she so blatantly give it to him if he wasn't prepared for the consequences of such unions?