The other’s submissive response was appreciated; a sign of respect and intelligence but it was not necessary. They lived together was a known sense of servitude, respect and trust. Physical signs of it were not needed, for the wolfess could sense that energy that propelled her to place her ears on her skull, lower her tail, her head. A pleasant smile was what the leader gave her.
Anu was grateful that Maria conceded to her fatigue and wished to simply stay in the common area of the Manor. Her own was creeping up on her, her belly heavy and weighing her down. Anu leapt gently onto the sot couch that furnished one side of the room, laying down slowly. Too often she slept like this, in the middle of the day and with the rest of the world moving past her. It was nice to simply have someone perhaps as tired as she was.
What takes you away from your last home, Maria? Anu wondered aloud, her eyes moving back to the pale face of the newcomer. It was not always an easy question to answer, but Anu wished to take the step and ask it.
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