All By Myself [Femme Slave]

[pandora]

She whined loudly and cried out to the others around her as she dragged into this unknown land by her neck, pinned by the scruff of her neck, so she couldn't resist. Serafina was young and knew nothing of most of the evils of a slaves life, hers had been pretty uneventful, except for the occasion that her master had attempted breeding with her for his desires, and so she had no idea where she was, as he dumped her to the ground. Immediately, she sprang to her feet and lifted her top lip, snarling disrespectfully, caring nothing for his feelings. Not that she thought any of these dark, miserable excuses for living things had any feelings.

Her master, covered in his black fur, snapped at her, turning around and trotting rather in a hurried fashion into the opposite direction. With an impatient snort, she licked and rubbed her neck where he had restrained her for so long, sitting casually on the ground. Looking about her, she saw all the other slaves, wondering what this place, wondering whether it was where masters acquired new slaves, or whether it was a dumping ground. Concern fluttered across her pretty features as she sat there, wondering who would come along.

[»Ιmαgε]

Zytico walked in searching around for more slaves. Slaves were things he needed to keep order and they were in ready supply. He gazed around, his eyes not settling on any one slave in particular as they all seemed as good as the next. He stopped looking when he spotted a fae being dragged in by a large black stag, about his size. He trotted over and sniffed her over, catching no extremely large scents on her besides the one of the black male that had left fairly fast. This one would do. "Your mine now. Follow and we'll be home soon. My name is Zytico, but call me Master." With the breif introduction done, he trotted forward, a brisk pace, but one a young vix such as her self would keep with ease. He expected no rebellion and waited at the tree line for her to follow.

[pandora]

Serafina jumped as another brute, as large as her last master who had just left her, came trotting over ans sniffed all over her. She was startled, though not frightened, and unsure as he observed her, as if deciding whether or not he was about to eat her or something. The fluffy, silk like fur covered femme gave him a wary look, about to protest at what he was doing verbally, when he spoke to her and trotted off, expected her to just follow.

Snorting in annoyance, she picked up her pace to a trot, having to run a little bit to catch up with him, since he had already run off practically. "What if I don't want to call you master?" She asked him defiantly with a sarcastic tone to her words, tail flicking high in the air, wishing to frustrate him or annoy him, just for fun, and to see how he would react.

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[»Ιmαgε]

Zytico responded with ease and a voice that held no anger only a warning. His cold voice hit the air, extracting the sarcasticness of her voice. "Expect to get beaten. Mercilessly. Oh, and if you want to stay in one piece you'd better lower that tail." He turned his head around and bared his teeth showing all of his canine teeth which seemed to speak like a nursery rhyme. All the more to eat you with, my dear.He moved forward, intent on reaching his new land by sundown. He would not let this vix who was obviously less than himself talk back. He wouldn't have it. He'd kill her right here if he had too. He'd show everyone he didn't give mercy. Mercy was left for lesser climates. Mercy was something he'd never been given and would never give it back.

[pandora]

The coldness of his attitude towards her surprised her an awful lot, though she hadn't ever been treated 'kindly', she was not used to her sparky and talkative nature being suppressed like this. It also surprised her that he had no real hard anger in his voice, most brutes, whether or not masters, usually acted on their instinctive anger. Her upper lip twitched in aggression, revealing her pearly white canines for a moment, before she let her tail reluctantly drop to a horizontal level, to where it was no longer challenging his position. Though she wanted to snarl and growl and spit words at the wolf, she said nothing, a low grumble sounding in her throat briefly as she lowered her head in the slightest, and followed him.

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