[p] the divine separated from the swine
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No problem! Sorry it wasn't any fun for you. :c ♥ At least you had a Khirot to return to?! Big Grin!



Eris is by James!

The hybrid had come to view slavery differently from even when she'd established Salsola. She had known only Molcaxitl, and she had low expectations of her slaves -- they were creatures, meant to be used for labor, surely! Things had changed, however subtly. She better understood Molcaxitl herself now, and had come to think of herself as the slave-girl's protector in truth, not just with empty words. The sable-furred coyote had sworn to Axelle she protected Molcaxitl from the harms of the world, and now, the dark woman truly believed this.

Molcaxitl was afforded the protection of all of Salsola -- though their slaves were not on the same level at all as a ranked Salsolian, neither were they valueless. If this was the case, they might as well just capture slaves from the loner populations when they were needed for a particular undertaking or task, and kill them when their labors were through. If slaves were altogether without value, why bother feeding them, caring for them, educating them? These were thoughts the dark hybrid had pondered deeply in the past few months, though she had yet to share her new inclinations with anyone of the pack.

Though, of course, not all slaves were as exemplary as this Khirot -- Darijus had needed correcting, and more than once. They hadn't been able to break Cassius, and Eris had never quite figured out how the slave had escaped. It was no matter -- he was long gone, and she was served by better canines these days. He stood with fish in hand, seemingly stuck as to what to do with it. The hybrid thought on his question a moment, cocking her head as if she'd not noticed his confusion over the fish. Not yet. Can you weave rope? I cannot, she said, shrugging. Do as you would like with the fish -- eat it now, if you are hungry, or give it back to Molcaxitl, and she will cook it for you. There was no harm in choice, the hybrid thought -- choice was an illusion of freedom, after all.

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