He walked forward, silver eyes flicking occasionally over to his slave. And then she spoke "Dominus, where is that we are headed?" Immediately he stopped and turned to look at her, his eyes orbs of icy fire. "You will speak only when you have permission to do so, slave." he hissed softly. "Now what is your name?" Disrespect would not be tolerated here and she best learnt that now or soon she would be heavily scarred.

He did not answer her question instead continued walking with the stance of a Praetor. She best took on the stance of a slave now, head bowed, tail tucked between her legs and slouching down or he'll do it for her and make sure she bled when he did so. He was a good wolf but strict and firm and if not obeyed would lead to punishment.

She needed to remember that she was now a slave and that she was no longer a free wolf. She needed to be punished for trespassing on his lands, the lesson needed to be carved into her so she would truly remember. "You will be punished for trespassing on my lands. What punishment do you think you deserve, mancipium?" She probably knew most of the punishments, slaves were like property in the eyes of Rome. They could be raped, abused, tortured and it would still be fine. After all most Romans viewed slaves as property.

He continued walking until the grassy ground gave way to rough stone where he sniffed the air, turned left and continued walking. He did not speak instead waited for her reply wondering what horrifying thoughts were going through her head now. As a Roman, she probably knew that she was now considered the 'property' of himself. Usually he would take trespassers captive but he felt like Enya would make a good slave. It was just too bad that Fortuna was not on her side.

Finally he arrived in a small area surrounded by dense pine trees, he continued walking, stepping on soft pine needles before the ground once again gave way to rough stone which pricked at his paws. Luckily his pads were strong, having lived in the mountains however he did not know whether Enya's paws were tough enough. And truthfully he didn't really care.

He had named this forest Saltus Puniter. The sterling outrider paused in his tracks and turned to look at Enya, expecting her to tuck her tail between her legs so that it pressed against her underbelly and for her to slouch down and lower her head. "Do you know what this forest is called?" he asked in his trademark soft tone and did not wait for an answer. “Saltus Punitur. Ubi captivos, servos vivunt,"

The silver Praetor gazed at her for a brief moment before continuing forward until he reached a rocky shallow ravine. The ground was made of uneven stones, they were less sharper than the ones he had walked on but sharp nonetheless. A few puddles of water was littered around the area and the tall pines above casted shadows over the ravine. They offered protection from the natural elements.

He turned to look at Enya, a cold smirk dancing on his lips. "This place will be your quarters." he said with a slight tilt of his head. “mancipium plagis. Aut alibi habitare vos dormire non alibi. Numquid servus est scire?" .

If she didn't he would have to explain every detail and every rule she must follow and that would take too much time. In fact, if she hadn't trespassed, there might be a chance she was following him on a tour around the Bypass now but sadly she did not respect his borders.

"You are not to hunt in my territory, my subordinates or myself will bring you leftovers everyday. You are expected to come when I call for everyone even if you are a slave. In the mornings I will call for you and you will come immediately and I'll tell you what to do for the day." he said, leaping down into the ravine and flicking his tail to tell Enya to follow. The sharp stones pricked at his sturdy pads but did not pierce through it.

One side of the ravine was made out of sand and there was a hollow in the wall. He padded through the tunnel until he emerged in a cave, the walls made out of dirt and sand. The ground was solid packed dirt. He turned to her and flashed her a cold smile. "This will be where you sleep and where you live in the slave quarters. There might be others coming to accompany you soon but this cave is yours."

He was being extremely nice to her, at least in his opinion. He could've made her sleep on the sharp stones yet he didn't but perhaps if she disrespected or disobeyed him. She would need to sleep there or roll around so the stones would tear at her pelt.

"Gratias ago tibi, domine. Ad nomen tuum et ad serviendum tibi promitto, quantum ingenii, statim." He smirked coldly at those words and flicked his tail over her flank briefly before leaning down and whispered into her ear "You won't have a choice.". He began making his way back towards the ravine entrance, obviously asking for Enya to follow. Soon he would hold a pack meeting for introductions and senate votings and all the other stuff that needed to be made and created for the pack to live peacefully. At least for the wolves inside the pack to have a steady life.

He leaped up the ravine, steady paws making his way out of the forest and entered the grassy plains where he made his way over to the lake and stood. "Fish. I need to see your abilities in everything so I know which kind of work you need to do more." he smiled coldly at that.

He watched with keen silver eyes as his slave descended into the waters, he did not miss how she barely caught the fish, only managed to catch it when her jaws caught the tail but he did not comment on it instead watched her with an even and cool gaze as she made her way towards him and dropped the now dead fish by his paws. He looked up to her and called "Come," with a beckoning flick of his tail. He sat down near the shore, his gaze thoughtful as he looked at her.

"You may eat the fish," he said softly, turning to the distant horizon, flicking his tail as he did so. "I suppose you know how a slave lives, you must submit to any wolf in the pack that is of higher rank than you. Basically everyone except for the captives. Other than your slave duties, you must do normal pack duties and you can only hunt for the pack when someone I trust is watching you. But don't worry, we won't let you starve."

He flashed her a cold crooked grin. "You are expected to patrol the borders too, with someone to watch you in case you run away and if you ever do, I promise I'll track you down and make sure you suffer a terrible and painful death."

"Good," he nodded, turning to look at his slave. "If anyone disobeys the rules, as in lets you run away, gives you extra food etc. You let me know and I'll punish that wolf but if you don't, you both will be punished." he canted his head in a birdlike manner. "You wouldn't want that would you?" a faint smile crept up his lips at that and his platinum eyes glinted brightly.

He rose to his paws, tail flicking over Enya's flank as he did. "You can go to Saltus Puniter and nowhere else until I come," and with that he turned and left, eager to go back and curl up with his lover, if she was still there that is.