Off in the distance strode something more interesting than what he'd been previously focused on. Sara clenched his jaw and stood for a moment while the hare yelped and writhed, eventually dropping it and trotting off to get a clearer view.
Off in the distance stood a dove-pelted woman, much more desirable than the raven he'd met before. In the moment between spotting her and barking to get her attention, Sara decided that he wanted her. His paws fell one over the other as he made his approach, stopping only a few yards away with a starved stare on his face.
Dauwe.
If he was to take her, he first wanted to see what exactly she could offer him.
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Submission.
It pleased Sara to see the woman cave into herself; she would be easy to tame, he thought. Her voice was a sickening sound that he attempted to stop with a disapproving shake of his head and a huff of air. If this was to work, she would have to stay silent; that poor excuse for a yelp (at best) was better kept silent. He circled the girl, sniffing at her here and there, taking note of her strengths and weaknesses.
She would do nicely, Sara decided. If things went as he planned, she would make for a decent primary when the time came.
The girl moved ever so slightly, though the motion was enough to rouse a snapping growl from Sara's throat. Dauwe
, he commanded once more, this time with more ferocity. His temper was not one to be tested; his toy would learn that soon enough.
He finished prodding at her and examining her frame for injuries, inconsistencies, blemishes and the like, then walked back around to face her. Ch'jhemaze
, he announced after finding himself pleased with his prize. Sara motioned for her to follow after him, then turned to introduce himself as, Jhechev.