Height you have risen, but from the depth you have climbed.

There are many Roman punishments, but I couldn't think of one that could be accomplished by wolves... I was thinking a whipping but we can't use whips... I can edit, if you have a better idea...

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Enya cringed inwardly at the word punishment, but showed no outward reaction, nor did she speak out against it. Instead she calmed her inner voice, and bowed her head slightly, agreeing with her master. She took a moment to think of the punishments that had been used on the slaves in her natal pack, beatings were extremely common, as were branding, but she couldn't honestly say how severe her master was willing was thinking. "I would say a branding, dominus. Although, it is not my place to say." Enya spoke with conviction, vowing to take her punishment with strength and composure. She remembered the scars that marked the base of the slaves tails, and the claw marks upon their backs. Enya had seen them as property, as nothing to be concerned with, now she stood in their paw prints facing the same fate.

Gasping slightly at the sharp stones under her paws, Enya grimaced, walking through the pain. Saltus Punitur... sounded about right, and this is where she would be staying...she looked around, "Utique dominus." She was still determined to prove herself, and serve Shadow without hesitation, she had no other option.

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