Northstar Vale marble bone

The vine pulled tight for a moment when the fox kit realized he might be handed off yet again. Tousaint maintained his grip on the vine until Viskani approached, and then set it on the ground to be held secure by a paw. The fox kit lowered into a huddled crouch, stress-panting.

It be not me ‘o caught it. He said. Dis be a ‘gift,’ from Muskrat. He said. She said ‘is family raided her resources so she caught an’ killed all but dis one…Den brought it to us for use as a slave. He explained. It be a gift, per’aps…But also a warning, ehm…A show of strengt’… He said with a shrug of his lean shoulder. He glanced to the pathetic creature, and back to Viskani. 

It be your choice what you do wid ‘im. Train ‘im, free ‘im, skin ‘im. He felt the fox shudder; it made him wonder how much it could understand. He hoped Viskani would understand what he was trying to imply. I will…Assist, if you choose to keep ‘im trained. He offered I do not like de idea of slavery, but…To free ‘im might offend our neighbour.