Bad Luck

She shook his violet coat and began to move away from the male at a slow pace. She was being sympathetic towards his injury, since she had inflicted it, and began to head towards her home. She wanted to start meeting some of her wolves. Her ears twitched as he called to him. ?Come along little mouse.? She said with a slight authoritative voice. Not that she felt like ordering her new slave around but she didn?t want him getting the wrong idea. Her mind was beginning to swirl and her head was becoming slightly light. She needed to start moving or least she forget where she was and who was with her.

The puppet master had been at bay for some time. She could feel its eyes moving inside her. Watching what she did. She had eluded its clutches by ignoring the past and living in the present. It was only a matter of time before she lost herself for a while. She hadn?t seen the white rabbit for quite some time after all. He would be most displeased if she continued to stay away. She shook her head to rid it of her doubt, soon enough she would be in Zara?s embrace. ?So tell me, where do you come from little mouse?? she asked, wanting to know more about her newly acquired slave.

She hoped that in the future he would come to trust her. Come to need her and when the time came she would remove his shackles and hope he would stay. Become dependent on her and desire to remain where she was as his lion. That future was far away and she would treat him as she saw fit. If he misbehaved them she would hurt him, if he did as told then she would praise him, but she would remind him often that he indeed belonged to her and if anyone dared to touch him then they would find her teeth in their neck. Not even her master would be able to lay claim to him. He was the one thing that belonged to her. Well, they will too when they come. She mused to herself.

Ooc: sorry for the small reply.