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 Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 8:16 pm
 Even with nothing really happening in front of him, Cass found he couldn't stop a wave of delight overtaking him every ten minutes or so, a slow giddy rush that made him shake out his thick coat and think, I'm back! Back home, back with the Sisters, back to the easy and familiar. The big wolf panted in giddy contentment, loping through the main compound and beaming at pup, Sister, and Slave alike. He could be given the filthiest clean-up job available and not bat an eye today; he could bring down an elk for a girl, two elk in a row! His tail wagged - not too high, though, of course - and he stopped on the well-trodden earth in front of the warriors' dens, his bright eyes searching for familiar faces.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 8:29 pm
 She had a lot of bloody work to do whipping the sisters back into shape. In the months since the packs fall and eventual reforming they had all gotten soft. Even the new recruits were a sorry excuse for a pack of warriors. Things needed to change and fast or Antianeira would be laughed at, and Varia would not allow that. She had to speak to the Queen about overhauling the training program, she needed to push the new recruits much harder than she normally would or they would not survive be it in the pack or in a war. Varia was always itching for a fight, but she was yet to find a sparring partner worthy of her time and effort. If only Terreis hadn't abandoned them for some stupid male.
Of all the Sisters in the pack Varia never thought once that her own flesh and blood sister would stoop so low to leave her home and take on a mate like that. Of course she did get what was coming to her in the form of five male pups, even adopting that abandoned female wouldn't make up for Terreis' failures. However, even with her sisters failure mocking her every move Varia was more annoyed that Iosef did not only survive his time alone but had returned to serve the sisters once more. Stupid brother, he was a waste of food and shelter, as were all the slaves.
Speaking of worthless slaves, Varia's paws came to a stop, as she spotted Casimir. Gods, as if there wasn't enough slaves in the pack already, here was another one. Growl rumbled in her throat as she stalked forward, eyes narrowed. "What the hell are you doing here?" Slaves, while completely worthless, should be working, not running around the dens like a blasted pup.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 8:56 pm
Casimir turned in surprise to see who was yelling at him, and allowed his broad face to break out into a big, affable smile at the sight of this formidable woman. She seemed familiar, vaguely - he remembered some shade of tricolored wolves in the pack, anyway - and her rankled gruffness seemed only to accent his appreciation for the pack he was brought up in. "Looking for someone smarter than me to set me straight," he replied with smiling good will, his head tilted curiously at the intimidating figure Varia cut. "I've only come back into the fold this morning, you see, and I can hardly remember what to do with myself."
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 9:07 pm
Varia brought herself up to her full height now, staring at the male as he smiled at her. It was disgusting. He should be bowing down in respect not acting as if he was her equal. Snorting as he spoke, Varia's lips curled up in a snarl. "Look around you, everyone is smarted than you." She motioned towards to all the sisters that were around. If he just came back this morning than he certainly needed a refresher course on his place. Lifting her left paw she raised in up, and set it on his head and pressed down, trying to force him into a more submissive pose.
"Why bother coming back?" She asked as she applied a bit more pressure, almost enjoying this but her face showed nothing but anger and annoyance. "Clearly you have forgotten your place Casimir. Let me remind you." She twisted her paws so that now the pressure was on her claws instead of the paws, hoping that a bit of pain might help things to sink in. "You are nothing in this pack, you serve the sisters, you are not our equals and never will be." She lowered her head a bit to look into his eyes. "Dirt, you are dirt upon which the sisters walk on."
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 9:28 pm
Cass accepted this physical reprimand with good humor, sinking his head to a very humble inch above the ground, crouching a bit to do so and lowering his happy tail to hang demurely between his legs. As she continued to berate him, her nails pressing through his thick ruff and into his skin, his fine mood did falter a bit - boy, this Sister was just full of righteous fury! Peeping up at her from his compromised position, he did his best to sound submissive and friendly, all at once. "I came back to give you something to walk on, I suppose," he responded, his eyes twinkling; oh goodness, she was walking on him right now, what a good joke!
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 9:37 pm
The glint in his eyes as he glanced up at him made her anger snap and she pressed a good lot of her weight down on his skull for a moment before letting up, though her paw was still firmly upon it. She had to make sure he wouldn't bounce back up if she let him go. If Cass thought he could assume her with his words he was talking to the wrong wolf.
Her eyes looked up, there were a few of the sisters around but none dared to interfere with this. She after all out ranked them and they could do nothing to stop her whatever she chose to do. "Well then dirt, you shall be walked on." A growl rumbled in her throat more out of annoyance at having to deal with this than anger. "And you shall also return to your tasks. You do remember what those were right?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 9:54 pm
He winced as she bore down on his skull, his chin thumping down into the dirt. He may not have felt he deserved to get trampled this afternoon, but he couldn't blame her for wanting to make sure he knew the place in the pack that he was coming back into. Keeping his head down and his eyes averted, he gave a little nod from his compromised position. "Of course," he said, a little mild and sweet, "I am to tend to the things you shouldn't have to, Sister." He was smiling again, just the thought of denkeeping for his pack's warriors bringing the warm fuzzies right back into his spirit.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 10:23 pm
Snorting once more Varia finally released the pressure on his skull, placing her paw back on the ground, though it would be wise for him to stay down until told to move. If he moved early, well she would put her paw right back on top of that thick skull of his. "That's right dirt. But remember, the sisters are quite capable of doing those things, so you are disposable." And if Varia had anything to do with he and the other slaves would no longer serve the sisters soon, for they would be cast out like the rejects that they were.
"First, you will remove yourself from the presence of the sisters dens. You are not to be here unless there is a job and Iosef has already seen to cleaning them today." She paused only because slaves were in her mind incredibly slow to process order. "Secondly, you are not to take a break from your duties unless you are told to. I do not care if you become thirsty or hungry or tired, you stop when we say stop." Again she paused, but this time took a step forward so that her paws here sitting on each side of his head. "Now, why don't we see if we can make you slightly less useless than you currently are."
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 4:36 pm
In the absence of her crushing paw, Casimir sank his haunches to a lying position, though taking care not to appear too comfortable. His ears quivered as he listened thoughtfully to her remonstrations; these orders were old news to him, but he found he didn't mind hearing them again, anyway. As she stepped directly over him, he cocked his head on the ground so that he could get a view of her face with one gleaming eye, and gave his tail a friendly, humble little flap. "Anything for you, Sister."
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 5:40 pm
Her lip twitched ever so slightly. Did she not just give him direct orders to leave for his duties? And yet he was still here, with the same friendly gleam in his eye. Clearly the months of living outside of the pack had made him even stupider than he was before. Perhaps deaf as well she noted as he tipped his head slightly. Vaira snorted, anything for her, as if he could ever serve her so completely.
"Why are you still here dirt?" She snarled at him, the slight flap of his tail making her muscles twitch. "You should be on your way to see to your duties....unless you have also forgotten how to do that as well." He had after all forgot to show proper respect to the sisters and where his place was, so there was a very good chance he would have also misplaced the list of duties a slave was to attend to.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 10:23 pm
"Of course," he acquiesced, pulling himself up without raising his head very much and averting his eyes politely. As she finished speaking, he decided Varia might appreciate his getting out of the way more than another minute or so of sweet-talking, and ducked back away from her and the warriors' dens, loping demurely out of the main site in search of sustenance for the Sisters.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 10:32 pm
So badly did she want to snap at his back end as he turned to leave. Wouldn't that be a proper welcome for a slave. A growl rumbled in her throat as she watched his retreating form. It sickened her beyond anything else to see a slave so happy and carefree. They should be miserable and fearing. Her paw stamped the ground in anger. In fact they shouldn't even be here. Her fur bristled and she stood there, eyes watching as Cas finally disappeared into the trees.
Turning she went to head back to her duties. There were warriors to retrain, new recruits to whip into shape and now more than ever she wished to talk to Penthesilea about the slave problem. But then again a small, very very small, part of her thought what better way to have some entertainment than to snag herself a personal slave. Giving her head a shake, Varia snorted, not likely so she padded off in search of the Queen.
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