Tommy used to work on the docks

so wake me up when it's all over, when I'm wiser and I'm older

leanne claves

all this time I've been finding myself and I didn't know I was lost

His claws would raise to meet her matted fur as he told her to quit sniveling and then he asked who she belonged to. She had no master, he had died and the rest of the slaves had fled. She had been there alone, watching over his body. "N-No one. Master died, everyone left." She said, her eyes staring off at the ground and she was not moving other than the constant up and down from her breathing. She took a small gulp down her throat as his claws met her fur, caressing it. Her eyes closed shut for she had expected some sort of damage. Livanthia had been an abusive master. Her paws shook slightly as she went on to talk. "Master sold me out to other wolves at night." She said in a small and almost fearful voice, a habit she had not tried to break.