>>{Don't Look}<<{Anger and Narcissus}

['Sanura]

Shelley

Shelley walked shyly onto auction rock behind her old master. She began to lag behind as her bewildered eyes took in all the activity around her. Her master jerked her chain roughly and the wolf averted her eyes to the ground and sped up to catch up with him. Wordlessly he chained her to the actual rock of auction rock and left her there. Free of her old master, Shelley looked around curiously at all of the slevs and masters around her. The collar around her neck singled the wolfess out, because unlike the various other chains holding slaves captive this one was free of rust and was solidly made. Not only that though it had intricate silver filigree working all over the collar around her neck. It was a beautiful object. It's purpose was merely for show though, Shelley was normally not the sort to run off, her master hadn't even bothered to actually chain her to the bracket sticking out of auction rock. Her chain was just draped over it. Shelley lowered her slim body to the ground delicately and yawned, it was going to be a long day.

[nightfeather]

[I'll make it pretty later]

Despereaux
what do you know;;

Just another dissapointment. At least for the master. Despereaux fought rebelliously against his master's pushes to the rock. Despereaux even snapped at his master, his red pelt contrasting brilliantly against the master's black. It looked like fire licking at the darkness. The only reward for this rebellion was a kick in the face.

One would roll their eyes at such an attempt. However, deeply engraved in his mind, Desper knew that he wanted to be a hero, a hero who stood up against slavery and bit it in the face.

Desperaux growled rebelliously as his master slammed tight shackles on all of his legs and his neck. Though there was no escape, Desper tugged against the chains like a dog tugging at a leash.
"You can't chain me forever!" he snarled loudly. "You can't!"
However, the red wolf's master simply trotted away into the forest. Desper quieted down, though his muscles still strained against the metal. He would never give up.

It wasn't long before the explosive bomb's fuse was put out. Desper laid down, his firey fur swallowing the grass.
He sighed and looked at a pretty female slave next to him. His eyes followed the chain. It was as if the master had barely tried to chain her.
"Quick! You're free! Run! Run from this hell!"

Despereaux whimpered as he lashed his body about desperately trying to free himself. His body sliced against the air like a wildfire.
"I will escape! I will escape!"

But the iron collar around his neck thought differently. It cut off his air, suffocating him. Des flopped down on the earth, panting with exhaution. He growled rebelliously.
"Slavery can't last forever!" he whimpered, half-doubtful.

;;I'm just another dissapointment

[Bengal Brat]

Shanook trotted boldly into Auction Rock, head and tail held high. Two wolves caught his attention; one pretty little vix who was sitting patiently, looking around at everyone. One thing surprised the brute, thought: she wasn't chained. Odd. Shanook's gaze shifted to the struggling brujo slave beside her; he was obviously the one to run away.

"I will escape! I will escape! Slavery can't last forever!"

Shanook stalked boldly forward, growling in that savage way of his in the chained male wolf's words.

"So long as you are the scum of the earth, slave, slavery will always last forever."

However, the ferociousness didn't last long, for the very last traces of it soon flickered to nothingness in his cold, coal-black eyes. They shifted smoothly to the vixen sitting beside the exhausted male. Eyebrows raised at how obedient she seemed to be. Nook's face softened slightly as he looked at her; if she kept this submission up, she wouldn't be a slave for long.

"I'll be taking you home with me, miss, but it's really up to you if we bring this lump of filth with us. Would you hate it so much if I dragged him along? I have... ideas... for this one."

His words were lined with sarcasm, but not enough to make any wolf think that he was just teasing the femme; Shanook wasn't. Well... true, he would be bringing the flea-bag brute with him, but the maned wolf alpha was always interested to hear what his current and future slaves were thinking, especially if he could punish them for it. The brujo's gaze shifted back to the slave, his stare hardening as his eyes focused themselves on their target.

"Get up!"

['Sanura]

Shelley

Shelley ducked her head shyly when an obviously powerful male walked on the scene. She didn't like the way he spoke to her, or to the poor slave who had tried to give her courage. A fire lit in Shelley's eyes and for once in her life she felt like she had purpose. She walked away from the rock her chain dragging behind her and stepped in front of the master and the slave.
"Please, sir, don't hurt him." Her words were phrased as a plea, but their was an elusive quality to her tone, could it be a command? Her paws were placed firmly in front of the large wolf. He would have to throw her to get to the wounded slave behind her. Shelley found out something. She detested bullies.

For: Narci, and Anger.
Word Count: 162.
Muse Level: Dying, dying, dying.
Comments: Thish is very pathetic. Sorry guys... -hangs head in shame-

[Bengal Brat]

"Please, sir, don't hurt him."

Shanook couldn't help but roll his eyes at the femme. Even though the short and sweet phrase itself was spoken as a plea, there was definately a firmness in her tone. A command. Oh, how Shanook hated wolves who thought that they could take control. He also despised those who seem all sweet and innocent and then suddenly act as if they own the place.

"Don't tell me what to do, b.tch. I give the orders, and you follow them."

His lip curled up in a snarl as the brute spoke, and Nook's coal black eyes glittered with a fierceness that even the toughtest of wolves would step down when up against. Shanook turned and stalked past the femmora, giving her a rough shove as he went by. With a slight turn of his head, the massive brujo slid his fangs into the lock of the chain surrounding the male slave's neck; they fell off and rattled to the ground. With a slight grunt, the Benstripe Woods alpha turned and stalked ahead of the duo, head and tail high in an obvious sign of dominance.

"Come."

[nightfeather]

Despereaux
these iron bars can't hold my soul in;;

Despereaux desperately writhed about, the chains around his neck and paws were choking him and rattling with protest. The male growled as the much larger Maned Wolf spoke, his words proud.

So long as you are the scum of the earth, slave, slavery will always last forever.

Desper's lips curled into a snarl and his fur bristled remarkably. His usually limp tail stiffened and he stopped moving, the chains laying silent.
"And so long as you remain a bossy jerk who feels that he has authority over all, slavery will remain." Despereaux then jumped forward, chains suspending his front end in the air. Desper's jaws were in a violent snarl, sun reflecting of his pearly teeth. "And I will revolt!"

Desper then landed on his four paws again and returned to pulling on the chains.

I'll be taking you home with me, miss, but it's really up to you if we bring this lump of filth with us. Would you hate it so much if I dragged him along? I have... ideas... for this one.

"Yeah, and I have ideas for you too." His lime-colored eyes beamed with hatred for the large male.

But then Desper's paw skipped. His eyes looked proud and he smiled. The chain on his left hind foot had broken. Just four more chains...
Then Desper's tail wagged when he heard the female speak.

Please sir, don't hurt him.

Desper smiled and his tail lashed about gladly. He liked the female already. But Desper was taken aback when the master snarled violently at her. Desper growled.

But then Desper was released and he smirked. He'd run. As soon as his locks were taken off, Despert dashed away. Everything was going his way until suddenly, he tripped on his broken foot chain and skid across the earth.
"Owwww..." he whimpered, staying on the ground, a cut on his chest bleeding and stinging. Painful.

;;I reach for you

[ooc{ um...Brat m'love...I know that Sobibor doesn't require a posting order, but I'd really appreciate it if you could be fair to me by not skipping my turn...I'm sorry but... }ooc]

['Sanura]

Shelley;;

Shelley jumped back when the large brute snapped at her, but her eyes steadily glared at him. Did he think it noble to snap at a small female, and a chained and injured brute. She snarled back and was about to lash out at the big wolf when she saw the other wolf make a break for it out of the corner of her eye. She silently cheered him on until she beheld in horror as he tripped injuring himself still more. Shelley ran to the wolf with no thought to herself, and helped him to his feet.
"Quick hurry, we must flee!" Shelley started to run, while trying to help the male. She looked back at the master. She knew now their fates were sealed and their only chance was to flee or be punished. Taking her pretty silver chain in her jaws so she would not trip over it, and so it would be be slightly harder to catch her, she picked up the pace pushing the poor in front of her. Her eyes flashed frantically as she searched for a way out. Any way...

For; Anger, and Narci.
Word Count; 211.
Muse Level: Eh..
Comments; Eh...

['Sanura]

((ooc. ermm...this thread is not finished.... -moves back to AR-))