Healer-boy

He was still too easy to tease. Definitely one of her favourite pastimes in this mountain pack. She grinned at the flash of pink across the white of his fur, and marked it down as another score, a comment hitting its mark. She shook her head at the naivety of his comment. He didn’t know the half of how deprived people can be. She yawned, trotting fully out of the side den and into the large cavern. It was quiet at the moment. Boring, but she supposed it was a good thing if no one had hurt themselves lately.

“Anyone give her that spiel of work their way to freedom yet?” She asked a little dryly. She still didn’t really believe it herself. Slaves were slaves, that was the way of the world. As she worked, she stripped one of the recently used beds so she could wash it all.


"Speech"