Moonspear Perhaps, a bad decision (Intruder)

The black female snapped at her, and, believing the worst, Althaia shrunk in on herself with a small noise from the back of her throat. Fortunately, that was the last bit of direct aggression that the female displayed, and instead went to the pale one’s side, though her stance was still aggressive. She seemed to accept Althaia’s pledge to be a thrall, and said nothing. The others said nothing, merely watching the events as they played out with interest.

A malicious snarl transformed the face of the pale one as he told two others to care for her; the one who had caught her and the one that had offered his help. What he said next caused Althaia to give a little whine, barely audible, but to this she too agreed. “Y-yes sir. I’m F-Filth, sir.” She said softly and stuttering. The name was simply the final blow of the hammer, and Althaia was completely spent. She teetered once more on the edges of unconsciousness, exhausted, in pain and confused.

Hope you don't mind me tagging you, @Dash, but would you like to have a thread after this one, or continue with this thread? Sorry if I am being annoying :)

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