Hoshor Plains [m] owner of a lonely heart

Last post. I'll probably be photobombing a bunch of your threads from now on if that's ok with you. You can assume he's around her most of the time ;)

Rakharo got what he wanted from the slave, to submit, but the further talking was unnecessary in his quick tempered opinion. Her voice -stutters to be precise- had always been the one thing that Rakharo didn't like about her. That and the fact that she was as blind in the Dotharan ways as everyone else in that place.

"Pok ukrisir." the Khal said obfuscated as he got his weight away from her small body. It was impressive to think how such a small and weak body had been able to take Lavakho "the beast" himself. Further into the perverted shade of this whole deal. Disgusting.

"Nakta mojka de davofi halkvri wer morne ui svern." he finally instructed before turning around and start walking away from Tomahawk. He would keep a close eye on the coyote, she still had too much to learn to be safe to keep.