08-30-2019, 10:50 PM
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Better to be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie -
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[OOC: ]
Clearly Aug made the cat uncomfortable. Not them, just their status. The idea of slavery was beyond stupid to the feline. He had trouble addressing them as below him and often when speaking with the terrier the brute had trouble maintaining his own status. He didn't want to demean but he didn't want to step outside of the group's hierarchy.
Mouth opened to answer but she would come before he could speak. His maw stayed open a little as he looked at her. It was the first time, in a long time, that he had even seen her. Relief flooded him just as much as guilt did to see she was alive. She seemed to avoid his gaze and that hurt a little. But when she did acknowledge him.... it was brief. And that hurt most.
An echo of a memory played in his mind. She used to call him dad. And now things had changed. It was his fault. It was, really. He was a coward and now she knew it. The one person who looked up to him. Kydobi closed his mouth softly and swallowed, clearing his throat.
What happened internally never showed externally.
"Hello Ramona," his deep voice greeted, "And yes Aug, you're more than welcome to participate.... No one wants to have to defend you and they most likely won't. So it's just as important that you can protect yourself.... You'll have more use to us."
Kydobi knew the dog liked to please, perhaps that last incentive would make him smile. Plus Kydobi doubted the dog could ever rebel. Wasn't even in his DNA.
He lost a little bit of a his mission. Her presence caught him off guard and he kept wondering what she been through. Why he wasn't there to make sure the world didn't strip her of her warmth. She had a new weapon but she was a new person as well to him.
"well... uh.... let's wait for more folks to come I guess."[sub][W]isker[/sub]
♕tags-powers♕
[OOC: ]
Clearly Aug made the cat uncomfortable. Not them, just their status. The idea of slavery was beyond stupid to the feline. He had trouble addressing them as below him and often when speaking with the terrier the brute had trouble maintaining his own status. He didn't want to demean but he didn't want to step outside of the group's hierarchy.
Mouth opened to answer but she would come before he could speak. His maw stayed open a little as he looked at her. It was the first time, in a long time, that he had even seen her. Relief flooded him just as much as guilt did to see she was alive. She seemed to avoid his gaze and that hurt a little. But when she did acknowledge him.... it was brief. And that hurt most.
An echo of a memory played in his mind. She used to call him dad. And now things had changed. It was his fault. It was, really. He was a coward and now she knew it. The one person who looked up to him. Kydobi closed his mouth softly and swallowed, clearing his throat.
What happened internally never showed externally.
"Hello Ramona," his deep voice greeted, "And yes Aug, you're more than welcome to participate.... No one wants to have to defend you and they most likely won't. So it's just as important that you can protect yourself.... You'll have more use to us."
Kydobi knew the dog liked to please, perhaps that last incentive would make him smile. Plus Kydobi doubted the dog could ever rebel. Wasn't even in his DNA.
He lost a little bit of a his mission. Her presence caught him off guard and he kept wondering what she been through. Why he wasn't there to make sure the world didn't strip her of her warmth. She had a new weapon but she was a new person as well to him.
"well... uh.... let's wait for more folks to come I guess."