What's a little slavery? ((Dodge))

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 02070a; border: #001114 solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] [style=border-top: 2px solid #001114;] My body doused in ash with two empty cans of gas, The only evidence they have is a police sketch of my mask She hadn't expected to find such a suitable slave with in the slave pens, but was more then grateful to have done so. So she'd been quick to claim the slightly slow stallion, leading him out of the pens and to the dark forest where the rest of her pack waited, sending out a whinny to alert the waiting wolf and owl that she was bringing company so they wouldn't attack him. The owl emerged first, flying to her side as she entered the clearing in the dark forest they were staying in, landing on her pelt, it's claws digging in slightly as it nipped her lower mane in greeting. The wolf came next, eyes glaring at Quinton as Wic turned to the new slave, "Quinton, these are my companions, the owl, Gua, and the wolf, Sona. You two, don't hurt him." She introduced, eyes on Sona as she said this, knowing how protective the wolf was of her. She glanced back at Quinton, "Hold out your leg," She instructed, "The hind left." she added, opening the bracelet she used to mark her slaves, clasping it around his ankle, grinning, "Perfect, it's my mark so others know you're with me. And don't try to kill, or take you themselves." She explained, with an easy grin. Words of your demise The massacre thought out And it's hard at times to ask if you can save my heart for last And it's hard to face the facts when the darkness fades to black [/style]

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Quinton followed the mare with little issue, prancing along in his own little way along with the mare. His blue eyes wandered about listening to her call out to whatever in the distance. The owl coming up caused him to lose step a bit, dancing out to the side but regaining quickly and keeping up with the mare. When the wolf approached the stallion stopped dead, gawking at the wolf in his own stunned way. She introduced the odd pair and he stood staring back at Sona as he nodded. Grinning like a goofball again he smiled, ”Wish I had one.” If he were smarter he’d look into getting one, but maybe Wicca could find him an awesome ‘companion’.

He listened to the mare as she told him to hold out his leg, propping his rear left up awkwardly for her with his same goofy grin. ”Thank you miss Wicca.” He shook his foot a bit, bringing his large hoof closer turning his head to look at it. Truthfully the idiot stallion was staring at its brightness on his mud caked feathers, the cleanest thing he probably ever had. He’d never had a bracelet of any type before, it was neat and sure shiny to look at. His blue eyes barely being able to come away from it as he stance waved a bit, still holding up his hind leg.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=height,730,true][atrb=width,578,true][atrb=background,http://i49.tinypic.com/ohi7t4.png] She didn't even have to glance back to ensure her new slave was following her, a fact that pleased her greatly. He was definitely going to do rather well, so well behaved, eager to please, and polite. A perfect henchmen to do her bidding. The beginning of her new army. Soon as she could start collecting more slaves it'll grow bigger, more impressive, slowly she'll have him in charge of watching the slaves, alerting her if one of them should run off, if anyone tried to escape. He'd be a slave calling out the bad slaves, and absolutely perfect. She slowed though, glancing at her first slave, eyeing the stallion before she called out for her other companions, watching Quinton's reaction to Gua as the stallion side stepped a bit before regaining compositure to walk with her again, before stopping dead, staring at the wolf in a stunned expression when it showed, and Sona sneered, ignoring the stallion as she moved towards Wicca's other side, nuzzling her foreleg with affection. Wiccan grinned at Quinton though, as he commented on wishing he had a wolf, and shrugged, "They are intelligent mighty creatures, not a creature you can own or control, but a creature equal to only the strongest and most cunning of horses. Sona has been a friend of mine since I was a young filly. She's a magnificent wolf, and she can handle herself against just about anyone." She said with a sturdy nod. She then fashioned the bracelet around her new slaves limb, raising an eyebrow as he thanked her, shaking his foot then bringing it closer to his head to stare at it, jus stare, en as his stance wavered, his body starting to shift as if he were about to fall, "Quinton, honey, put down your leg before you fall," Wiccan ordered, her tone similar to that of a mother informing a child to do something before they got themselves hurt, "You are welcome." She added, already feeling a slight fondness towards the slower stallion, amused by his true goofiness. She nudged his shoulder lightly, "Come, while I show you to the clearing we will be staying at until I can find us a herd land," She commanded, Sona already starting forward, still eyeing the stallion with distrust and annoyance, before disappearing into the shadows, "And do not be bothered by Sona's behavior. She does not make friends well." She said, watching as Gua shifted on her back eyeing the stallion with something akin to curiosity before the owl hopped from her back to Quinton's, picking at a strand of his mane before hooting and once more flapping his wings to perch on Wic's back, claws gripping into her already stained red back, from where his nails had pierced her pelt earlier, "This is it." Wicca said, walking into a clearing with a large cave, a small creek, and already fog rolling over the grass, the air cool, and wet. "Our temporary home." Words of your demise The massacre thought out 495 | Quinton | COMPLETE OOC://First post with Wic's pretty new table <3