Start Again

She stood there, stoic to everything but her blue eyes fixated on the brown male. She couldn't really remember his name or the other male's. Nor did she really care at the time. For all she knew these males stole them for their own amusement, their own harassment and cruel joy in beating them up. It was all she knew in life. She did not know what it was like to be loved, to be protected and cared for. Sure she had a mother once, not Bera or Eostre's. But either of those two knew that. Arnporr wouldn't have known either if she hadn't acted unconscious after a beating. She had laid there and listened to Vili talk about her, about her mother who wasn't the other pup's, nor was Vili her father. Maybe that's why he despised her so much. She saw it in his eyes each and every time he looked at her.

The brown male's voice drew her attention back to him. She cared not really the names of the place they were at. But what exactly was here? What was here for them? His next answer to her question made her roll her eyes and look away. Really? That was his answer? Pathetic really in her eyes. The white male who had lingered at the rear came up only to walk off again. Honestly he made her more weary out of the two of them. He was quiet and kept to himself and always in the back. She couldn't watch him, could get a judgment on him. She didn't like it. She would watch him leave the group, eyes squinting at his back.

Ear twitched as the brown guy spoke yet again. Did he like hearing his own voice? Great rules! How would this be any different from what they had been living in? She snorted loudly at his first rule, rump sitting down with ears back. Seriously? She stared right back at him, unflinching. Punishment? Everything she did had a "punishment" so really no difference there. She wasn't afraid of being beating around like a chew toy. The second rule was something different but she believed it as a lie. She would not believe it till it happened. She was best off learning on her own as she had so far. His third rule almost had her giggle. Did he really think this through? "So if I talk back as my opinion on a matter of subject, you'll punish me? How is that any different than what we are used to? Do you think we have not come costume to punishments to some degree? How are we not fit? If Vili and his...friends could beat on us every day as much as they wished with no food or water for days, do you think we can not handle 'training'? We have been through a lot, don't just write us off as weak and scared." She said before turning away in anger. She knew her mouth often got her in trouble, this would probably end the same way as always.

A new voice reached her ears, making them flick back and forth. At once she was on her paws, rushing to stand infront of the other two protectively. Head lowered, little hackles raised as she stared at the stranger. She did not growl or curl her lips but one more step from him and she would. She did not like sudden appearances of strangers, eyes flickered with distrust.