09-01-2018, 10:51 AM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]The male was busy, doing odd jobs that he was sent around the camp to do. They were mundane tasks such as cleaning up one place or another or carry this or that. But it was tiring all the same and mentally exhausting yet the slave often put himself on auto pilot for when there was a lot to do and his body tried to make him stop. Some might say that was the reason he was so skinny, that he didn't get the chance to eat. But that would be far from the truth and the male was moving some rubbish out of the way when he heard the sound of voices lifting up into the air. Turning his head to the side the slave would slightly lift up one of his long ears in an attempt to listen for a moment before he started forward across the way to go and investigate. Pink marble colored eyes narrowed a bit on the ground as he went, shoulder sagging from the tiredness that was finally starting to settle in now that he was paying attention to what was going on. Sleep would be good right now but he hadn't slept in...how many days? Shaking his head he paused for a moment as he came upon the scene of the two creatures.
One a pitt member and he vaguely caught her name while there was a stranger who had walked on to their lands. Worry pulled at his mind but he couldn't do anything about it but keep his head bowed as he sat down a bit away from the both of them. The canine could be spoiled food for him...but the idea alone he refuted simply because he was in no position to be thinking about it no matter how hungry he was. He was possibly going to be a member here and he couldn't even think of something like that in the first place. Shifting his paws he scrapped the ground with trimmed claws before he took in a light breath and focused on something else he had noticed. The metal legs. It wasn't something he saw everyday and the mere fact that another canine had them was strange and he wanted to ask but it wasn't his place so he decided to say something else, something more indirect. "Welcome to the Pitt...."
One a pitt member and he vaguely caught her name while there was a stranger who had walked on to their lands. Worry pulled at his mind but he couldn't do anything about it but keep his head bowed as he sat down a bit away from the both of them. The canine could be spoiled food for him...but the idea alone he refuted simply because he was in no position to be thinking about it no matter how hungry he was. He was possibly going to be a member here and he couldn't even think of something like that in the first place. Shifting his paws he scrapped the ground with trimmed claws before he took in a light breath and focused on something else he had noticed. The metal legs. It wasn't something he saw everyday and the mere fact that another canine had them was strange and he wanted to ask but it wasn't his place so he decided to say something else, something more indirect. "Welcome to the Pitt...."