[/html]He didn’t quite understand her, the remark about the slaves. The words were lighter then he would have imagined when the word was used, but that was not how she expressed it. The male had too much of a curious nature to let it slip unaddressed and his wondering unanswered. You have slaves here? He tried not to sound as astonished as he felt, but he could hardly imagine her saying yes.
She was touched by his words, perhaps embarrassed and he found her reaction slightly encouraging. Oak shook his head, still finding his thoughts lingering around the prospect of slavery, and replied in a soft tone. Honest. My mother taught me not to lie. It was true, Anu had always taught then to be honest. It would make then honorable beasts.
There was something in her that hesitated; the stutter revealed her insecurity but there was still a pause that followed his words. She did not need to and yet she invited him into her home, Oak was a bit unsure himself for the female’s comfort was to be placed first and foremost. Her quick thought sprang before he could reply, and it caused his smile to return. Thank you for your hospitality. Is your whole pack this friendly? He ended with a small question, his pace meeting the female’s and walking quietly along.
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