02-25-2012, 08:34 PM
His mate arrived shortly after he did, followed by several others. The only ones he recognized were the male who had greeted the couple and his partner / friend. Whatever. When the woman snarled, his ears instinctively flinched back, his tail drooping. Her words galled him. He had lowered his head, had given token respect, what more could she want? The answer came with her snarl. She wanted him to grovel. He dipped his head further, his belly lowering. A soft whine sounded in his throat as he gave the woman the show of submission she demanded.
He closed his eyes, turning his head away from Aeron. The words he uttered were bitter, but he did it for his mate. He didn't want to see her punished for his transgressions. Forgive me, Lady. He wanted to spit, to wash the bitter taste of the submissive words from his mouth. He wanted to hunt, but the words of being made to learn stung deeply. He was a great hunter, he didn't need to be taught again. Yet he kept his submissive posture, his ears back, his tail low.
He closed his eyes, turning his head away from Aeron. The words he uttered were bitter, but he did it for his mate. He didn't want to see her punished for his transgressions. Forgive me, Lady. He wanted to spit, to wash the bitter taste of the submissive words from his mouth. He wanted to hunt, but the words of being made to learn stung deeply. He was a great hunter, he didn't need to be taught again. Yet he kept his submissive posture, his ears back, his tail low.