HELLS ANGELS
12-08-2013, 01:56 PM
Illja had been wandering aimlessly for a while now, the wound in her mouth was still healing. Tender. It made it hard to eat and drink. At least she had free reign. That was a plus. She heard the call of her master and began to head to the source of the sound. She still hated being his slave. But again it was better than being dead. The ivory dame headed into the prairie, where she saw a few other females there already. So there were more slaves, she hadn't doubted that, she suspected that there were more. One of them spoke. So she didn't belong to Kusugra. Because all his slaves had no tongues. If she wasn't mistaken, either that, or she was the only one unable to speak. She padded up to join the others and stood next to a chocolate wolf. Facing him. She placed herself down on the ground. Oh how she longed to say something. She hated not being able to speak. Thought, Others, |