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"Come on! I don't have time for your ignorance!"

With a heavy shove, the female was shoved towards the Auktion Rock, the glaring eyes of her master staring at her. Ordering her.

"Yes master."

She regretted the words almost immediatly. He was a ruthless wolf, one who had beaten her, thrown her around for his pleasure. Dispicable. Sayang moved forward nonetheless, making her way towards the Auktion's more heavily populated grounds.
Summer's blazing heat had finally settled on the land. The ground of the Auktion rock was a dry, crackled wasteland beneath her blackened claws. Today was a rare day for Ravebrück's standards; only a few wolves were moving about the dusty ground and only two larger groups were conversing in depth. The sunlight was strangely harsh though, bright, unwavering in the heated atmosphere. Black nails clipped a sour, out of place song as a new soul walked through the land. Foreign in all aspects.

Sayang was one of a different breed. Her chalky white coat was smooth, short, fine. Delicate and so vastly strange when compared to the bulky, chunky, course fur and builds of the wolves. She was a sharp, refined figure, in stark contrast to the pale khaki and tan canyon walls that surrounded her. Black, obsidian splotches dotted her coat, making a statement more loud that the loudest shout. It usually had the ability to stop crowds, to cause overwhelming responses, both good and bad. It was a gift and a plague. It had been there her whole life and because she was different, because she stood out, Sayang had been in numerous, unrelenting experiences. Her life story could most probably be a movie. The movie of a downcast, out beaten, out played individual just trying to make their mark.

In another world Sayang would have been loved for her strange spots, adored and cuddled beneath warm blankets. She would have been groomed, brushed, fussed with between shows, held under a lamp to get even the smallest speck of dirt away from her pure satin coat. Paraded through the ring, a blue ribbon placed upon her collar to show her worth. Her handler would have laughed, cheered, as he was given the award, stroked Sayang with a joyous hand. If only she had been in another world. Now she struggled against her own dignity to keep her head high as she sliiped her way through the Auktion Rock, after her master, her eyes clamping instinctively shut as she felt the stares begin. Silence. It was a constant companion. Sayang panted heavily as the heat beat down across the dead earth, as if telling her that nature had not intended for her to ever turn out the way she did.

"Hey, pretty miss. Care for a place over here with me? I'll take good care of you. I'll, I'll--"

A ragged, tawny looking wolf stumbled over to Sayang, a stench of dead meat following in his wake. Saya cringed backwards, a yelp on the tip of her tongue. But it wouldn't come. She stayed silent, like the air that followed her as she tried to slip away, the wolf coming closer and closer with every step. She moved right. He followed, she moved left. He was already there. Soon enough she was whipping left and right, a vivacious dance to escape. The female spun around, hoping to see an opening. Too late. He was on her, throwing his weight around as he sniffed her out, his breath and yellow canines inches from her neck. Sayang let loose a soft whimper, her tail tucked in fear between her thin, delicate legs. This body was not meant for a terrain like this. She was out matched here, and unless she was able to gather her legs and run, she was given no hope of freedom. Even then she was not free. For the wolf held endurance in his lean legs while her only ally was a good, fast sprint. That was her luck.

"Lovely coat. Simply sheer--ahh. A good one for tonight, of course..."

His voice trailed off as his eyes locked on hers. chocolate gazed in a soft yellow, yellow like the sun. But the sun was kind and the soul that resided in these irises was not compatible with the honest, great light. Sayang tried a threatening growl. It started somewhat formidable at first and then it fluttered out, send off by a quick grin from the male. He was laughing at her and her helpless self. Chuckling, with his hoarse voice, making a comedy of an outsider. Anger bubbled, erupted inside. She'd had enough of the jokes. The suffering, the agony. It was always about being different on the outside. Like the view mattered? She was different. And different was not always good.

With a snarl comparable to any wolf, Sayang pulled back her fore paw, releasing all her tension in one fell slash. It cut him right above the mouth, the pain taking a moment in being recognized in his eyes. Sayang watched with a snide grin, beaming as he retreated from the blow. Surprise laced his face and astonishment could be found too. But it lasted seconds before he lunged forward, his teeth centered over her muzzle, the pressure starting. Sayang pulled back, but it increased, the intensity of his force almost unbearable. Once again they found each other in the eyes, hers now full of a dead respect, shivering to find what would come. But it never came. Soon enough he dropped his grip, spitting on the earth before him and letting loose a deadly howl that shook the dalmatian to the core. Get out. It spread through her head, what he was trying to communicate. And don't come back, dog.

Sayang growled in response, her mind spinning. What would happen to her now? Would she be beat for attackiing a dominor? Or sold off to someone worse than her last owner? The dog shuddered, her tail pulled tightly between her legs. Sayang had no idea whether the wolves here held gods in respect or not; her old home, Dachau, had but this was a different place, a rougher place. Regardless, the female sent up a small plea to whomever was watching over her.

Please let my master be kind. Please.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,250,true][bg=black] X.x "Quote" thought "speech" text x.X Just a little more, come on and satisfy me The brute held an air of confidence as he traversed of the filthy land; he finally came upon the slave trade at Akuton rocks. A confident grin spread across the brute's face, the guards did well in his opinion, and should be praised. Yes, Yes, keep those filthy Sklavin in their place, give them nothing, and take their everything, until there is no hope left for them! he chuckled cruelly to himself. make sure that they have nothing left to look forward to than whatever their dominor bids fro them! he growled to himself. My, my he always got so excited on his trips here, seeing the powerful wolves reign over the weak. Yes, yes, yes! Oh, this place is so beautiful! Dirty, but wonderful! oh, yes! The alphen was becoming giddy, and was resisting his urge to bound around like a pup, this was his heaven, a place were the weak were forced to bow to their superiors. Just a little more, come on and terrify me The brute came through the crowd shoving his weight around. apparently there had been some kind of disagreement, sometimes these beasts just didn't know when to lay down, and stay in their place. "Alright!" he called out. "All you filthy creatures line up! I want to see all those horrid beastly faces before me. C'mon I don't have all day you rats!" he snarled, amber eyes ablaze. He glared over the slaves that lined up before him, most of them filthy in pelt, not even worthy to be seen around such a regal figure such as himself. He looked over the wolves that lined up before him, they all were still; frozen in place with fear. a grin spread across the brutes's maw. All of them were layed out like a buffet for him. He opened his maw to speak, having selected a brownish-red female from the showcase, it closed abruptly as he heard growls, and snarls from beside the rocks. Take my life and then I'll feel okay A snort escaped his maw "You are dismissed for now." he grumbled in a low growl. He spared no time in finding this little slave beside the rocks. He laughed at the pathetic dominor that sustained a wound from a sklavin, and such a strange one at that. "Too much for you to handle mate?" he chuckled. "I'll take the pest of your hands" he said inching closer. The brute seemed more than glad to get out of the embarrassing situation, and trotted off quickly; muttering under his breath, something quite difficult to make out. He looked at the cowering beast as it lay on the ground, the playful glimmer in his eyes faded into a cold glare. "From this moment forth you belong to me, am I clear? You will refer to me as lord or master, you will never address me with my name or you shall be punished." he began, he wasn't going to give her much time to reply for he didn't really care much for her retorts. "Quickly, now, rise to your feet, I've had my fill of this place we are heading home, you'd do well to keep up, for if you fall behind, I will drag you personally, and i will not make the journey pleasant." He said as he turned on his heels to leave, he ecpected her to follow without fail, this would mark her entry into hell. Words;; 557 Muse;; Pretty good Puppets;; Phantom for Sayang Notes;; Lols, here~ we go!

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"You are dismissed for now."

Sunlight turned to harsh, discordant rays that blazed through the Auktion Rock, the heat almost stifling. The she-wolf crouched lower to the ground as a rather aggressive looking dominor had made his command, her dark brown eyes never leaving the ground as she softly mumbled to herself.

"Please. Don't let it be me."

This male had seemed harsh if not rapacious from the beginning. A small shudder went through her skinny frame and she waited breathlessly for him to pass over her.

"Too much for you to handle mate? I'll take the pest of your hands"

No such luck. A thrill of fear scraped through her and Sayang's stomach fell to the floor. This wolf was to be her new master? This apparently ruthless wolf? The other wolf she had swiped had been soft. This male was simply merciless. Sayang turned her gaze upon the male she had struck before--he was slipping away almost eagerly, glanced made to both herself and her new master in dismay. Yea, look what I got paired with... It was a silent response out of habit; most dominors didn't take well to her nasty side comments that usually were about them.

By the time the male had left Sayang had still not said a word, her body quaking, trembling as the wolf above her seemingly pondered what to do with her once they arrived at where ever it was he would take her. Or maybe he was looking at her, surveying his new property. Possibly considering his options for her new life. Either way, Sayang didn't dare meet his eyes; she knew she was perfectly content with her brown orbs plastered right here to this piece of dirt floor.

"From this moment forth you belong to me, am I clear? You will refer to me as lord or master, you will never address me with my name or you shall be punished."

"Yes, M'lord."

It was a quick thinking response that she gave; almost involuntary with the way she swiftly spat the words out, her mind slowly letting her future sink in. If Dachau had been bad, this was nothing. At least she had been free there. With this dominor it seemed the possibility of being free stretched further and further away from her. It was like a deer she couldn't catch. She'd lunged at the appetizing dinner enough times to know it only made her miss her mark, falling into the cold snow of the world she was confined by.

"Quickly, now, rise to your feet, I've had my fill of this place we are heading home, you'd do well to keep up, for if you fall behind, I will drag you personally, and i will not make the journey pleasant."

With that said the male trotted off, head held high as if he were royalty. Paw steps fading, Sayang lifted herself from the ground her nose had been pressed to, stretching her hind legs to release the tension. Her brown orbs cast themselves around her and she caught his figure a distance off; those sandy brown hues were quite distinguishable.

"Easier for me to spot him coming I suppose."

Sayang pulled herself into a soft, rolling trot after her dominor. She had no idea what his name was, where he was from, where they were going... The list seemed to drag on about the things she didn't know. Bah. It occurred to the female to not follow him, sprint away with her incredible speed. No. She'd save that skill for later. He would have no clue about how she would conserve her energy now and attempt to escape in the dark of night... Sayang's thoughts wound themselves into her being as she hurried after her dominor, chocolate orbs blazing.

As the dalmation's white pelt caught up to her master she huffed a sigh of relief, her posture beginning to creep back up to her more dignified stance. If he didn't see her prancing, high ranking stance there was no cause for alarm. Sayang's bright eyes took in the scenery around them as they moved on, paw steps swift and nimble. And as time raced by the pair Sayang slightly forgot her place, raising her voice in a rather demanding question.

"Where are we going?"

It was simple curiosity that would get the better of her today.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,250,true][bg=black] X.x "Quote" thought "speech" text x.X Just a little more, come on and satisfy me the brute whipped around quickly, facing the sklavin with a dark glare. "Do not speak unless spoken to, haveI made my self clear, I do not wish to hear your voice again before we reach Einheit." He snarled. "You will be thouroughly filled in once we have reached the packlands. until then you are to obediently follow, and nothing more." he growled before turning back to the path before him and heading out once more. Just a little more, come on and terrify me The journey was in his mind assumed to be quiet for the rest of the way into Einheit. They didn't really have very far to go, not if they went at his pace anyway. This was his first slave, and he already had a thought of what he'd do with her, but of course. First things first, he must get her home, get her cleaned up, find a cornner to throw her in, and perhaps somewhere for her to stay once things got rolling. Take my life and then I'll feel okay Words;; 159 Muse;; ok i guess Puppets;; Phantom for Sayang Notes;; Sorry it's short, i was going to start another thread for them in Einheit

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Just start another post for them in Einheit; I'll let the word count slide this time. :3