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Location: The Garden, SL Date: 07 Aug* (Foredated) Weather: Warm, somewhat cloudy, windy Time: Late morning |
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Draugr is by me!
The Confidant walked with her head held high. Her shoulders and tail, too, indicated one of more rank than a mere Associate. The woody-brown wolfdog understood this position better than when she had been a Bambino angling for adulthood, to be sure. She had aimed for this and therefore possessed a thorough understanding of her rank and position before she'd even attained it. Now, however, was the time to put theory aside and engage in her new reality as one of higher rank.
Part of that, to be sure, was aiding the pack more than she had as even an Associate. She could not simply assert her rank and meaning -- it was this, Siv said, which had lead to the downfall of their Auxiliary, leading to her replacement with the Cicerone. Mother's word was law to Draugr, and so she must make sure her rank was earned and well-kept. Part of that was her reasoning for fetching the new slave from mother's home. The garden needed tending, and as Odessa was busier than usual with children, Draugr must pick up any slack.
You've not seen the garden yet? the hybrid asked of the tall golden-hued slave training behind her.
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