04-13-2012, 11:52 AM
Khirot let himself instinctually lower as the opposing dark female exuded such dominance over his presence, he knew she was higher in status, and Taekyung was certainly making that known to the creamy canine. His idea of fish didn't seem to be going over well, and the scent of his own fear was thick and clouding everything else in the area. It had never been Khi's specialty to try and quell fights to the best he could, fighting wasn't really an asset to the enslaved hybrid. His black nose twitched as a gold ring passed breezily by, bright white teeth of the other ever so close to his tan muzzle. There was something in both her body language and voice that threatened him not to pull any nonsense, to never run or oppose her higher influence over him. "M-Master." Khirot quietly agreed, rolling quickly over to his back. His creamier undertones of his belly were clearly expressed to the dark Jindo, attempting ever so hard to keep himself looking in fear to her moonlit eyes.
It would seem as he wasn't going to be too late to help with the fishing weir anyway, and sparing some time to help the sable wolf wasn't too bad of an assignment. "I'll help..." Khi said quickly, not daring to stand taller than the dominating and equally domineering female. It was all he could do to not pee on himself, leaving himself so foolishly to old and much more wolfish instincts. Bringing his head up a little, he watched from the corner of shamrock orbs, what did she want from him? Khi intended to avoid a dispute, flying teeth and claws didn't appeal to the slave in any way. The white flag was given, and there was no way that changing from surrender would help the jackalwolf in any way. Behind him, the tawny furred male's tail curled around his thighs, pushing himself deeper into the soil underfoot as if to disappear entirely.
It would seem as he wasn't going to be too late to help with the fishing weir anyway, and sparing some time to help the sable wolf wasn't too bad of an assignment. "I'll help..." Khi said quickly, not daring to stand taller than the dominating and equally domineering female. It was all he could do to not pee on himself, leaving himself so foolishly to old and much more wolfish instincts. Bringing his head up a little, he watched from the corner of shamrock orbs, what did she want from him? Khi intended to avoid a dispute, flying teeth and claws didn't appeal to the slave in any way. The white flag was given, and there was no way that changing from surrender would help the jackalwolf in any way. Behind him, the tawny furred male's tail curled around his thighs, pushing himself deeper into the soil underfoot as if to disappear entirely.