Moral to the Story

"How far are you willing to go to prove you’re not him when you walk with the same swagger and pride? How long will you refuse to bend even a little before you break like a tree in the wake of a hurricane? Fine then, don't beg, ask properly, and assure me my freedom." Her ears turned back towards the voice. Part of her hoped Ultyr would ignore the other. She didn't want his anger to rile again. "Kitten." Her hope dashed in that one word. Her eye turned back to him and she moved with her chin tucking and eye watching him . He was a ticking time bomb in the moment. She did hesitate but only for a moment. His patience was already thin. Her form moved, but not to him, not this time. He might of called for her but his anger was there, visible on him and she wanted enough room between them to dodge if those jaws turned on her.

"Sit there, girl, and close your eyes." His growl had her ears flattening and her rump meeting the ground instinctively to follow orders at this point. Her eye was looking up at Ultyr with a silent plea. She wanted him to ignore it, drop it and just leave. But the moment he was moving she turned that eye from him and shut it. A trail of tears falling from her eyes. Where was her kind and merciful prince who thought he was a god? Her ears pressed. The sound of his heave paws and deep snarl had her trembling. But where was the yelp? Where was the pain she knew the behemoth of a man could inflict?

A click of teeth was the answer. "I am. not. my. father. Compare me again, and you'll be the tree in that hurricane." If she could of she would of whined. She lowered herself with her eyes still closed, form trembling. Disappointment in him less now but she could hear his anger, could taste the tension in the air. Her eye opened again as he looked back at her. A silent plea at the stranger to just shut their damn mouth. No more anger. She wasn't sure he would let it go. "Come if you want, boy, leave if you want. Though, I am sure she'd like the familiar company." Her eye then cut to Ultyr. She wasn't sure that was a good idea. The other seemed intent on causing Ultyr to become angry and she didn't even know them. Their scent was familiar but that was it.

"Things I Hear"