Her words were not meant to be taken seriously, although she agreed that life could be a bitch sometimes she also believed it could be generous too. It all depended on the way it was interpreted. Though she wouldn't bother to explain it to him, she was far too shallow to begin a moral and ethical discussion with the man. Cara was never one to sulk for to long. The bitter flavour life left behind was nothing to the pale girl. She was well used to sucking on methaphorical lemons.
She was pleased by his submissive tail-wag, it made her own tail rise higher. Holding a high rank was Cara's proudest accomplisment, she had crawled from the lowest point to the upper tier in a few weeks --and if she were allowed she'd keep climbing, jumping on the clouds and soaring above all.
Anyways..
For now she was content to have a chunk of authority written to her name. It was situations such as this one that made all the fight worthwhile. She had a cute boy crawling at her feet, his eyes filled with respect ---and a little something more. What does it feel like having a hot boss? she wondered, while a sly smile poised itself on her face. "No never been here" she shrugged while casting her eyes to the craters scattered on the floor.
