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She would lounge languidly near the boarders of silenti etc, laying with forepaw a before her to prop slender frame up though hips would flip easily to the side. Massive tail laying at her side for one with three silver bands gleaming softly as if the metal itself was liquid. This had slowly become her favourite spot, just beyond the boarders of hell. Blind eyes seemed to gaze at the land though she had long since ceased sending sonar pings at them so for once she would just lounge in silence. This was her home now, her land and she had won it fair and square. It had been a few days since the fight but she had still not officially laid claim on these lands. She had been waiting for Erish's return before she did so officially. And she was hoping Persephone would be able to track down Lux and Newt as well. Thats what happened when you sat idle for a while... Slowly lower jaw would unhinge and a low frequency would be sent out. It was hard to send messages over frequencies but she was starting to give out different sounds to different people so they knew who she was calling. Erish's was a higher pitch then anyone else's, more displeasing to the ear though not uncomfortable. After another moment she would sigh and allow the sound to fade before settling back to wait.

@Erish
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Petite legs moved rapidly to carry her back to the forest. She moved quickly and low to the ground, unwilling to get caught returning so late. It had taken some time to get her strength back so that she could make the journey back. She cringed with the unpleasant, high whistle that erupted in her ears. Her mistress. Panic flared wildly in her chest as she altered course, having no choice but to follow. She would approach, slowly her pace and pressing herself to the earth, head tipped to the side to expose her throat. Yes mistress? Her voice was low and laced with uncertainty. She dared not lift her gaze to look at the blind womans face. Muscles stiffened with tension, her control slipping through her grasp as she swayed punishment.

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@Erzsébet
The girl would com in a timely manner, oozing obedience as she approached rather timidly. For a time Ezzy would just lay in one place, seeming to stare at the empty space ahead of her before the girls words would pull her into the present and force her to focus. A question, simple and easy would draw her nose to point back towards the girl. She would blink slowly as if considering the girl before a soft smile would tickle across her lips. <i>"My dear sweet girl. Where have you been?"</i> The words would reach forward to drift into the girls mind, looking to weave it's way into her thoughts and invade them so that while they were there it was all the girl could hear. Erzsebet had sent her to look after their little intruder, she had been gone quite some time so it would be interesting to see what news the girl would bring back for her.

@Erish
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The silence was deafening. It stretched on for what felt like eternity. Finally her voice would fill her mind, blocking everything out so that the only thing she could hear was her Mistress. The dreaded question. Returning from the plains. It took longer than expected. She would murmur. Eyes remain downcast, her petite figure huddled quietly against the forest floor. The sweet perfume of her mistress infiltrated her nostrils, a sickly sweet smell, tainted by the cologne of her escort. Danger lurked within these walls, she could feel it, it made her skin crawl. Silence followed her words, waiting for the next series of questions.

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@Erzsébet
The girl would huddle and cower, something that Ezzy was not overly fond of but either way she would say nothing to chastise the girl. She was doing what she was told and that much could be appreciated. She would speak of returning to the plains, that it had taken sometime and in response the witch would simply nod in silent acceptance of these words. The plains... That meant somewhere south. <i>"Were you with the man?"</i> She would ask next, sightless eyes trained on the woman as if she could see her and freeze her with her gaze. <i>"Tell me what you have learned..."</I> Erzsebet would prompt, solidifying the demand with a scooping motion of her maw. She was curious as to if the man had died in a ditch of his wounds or if he had found some other rat infested shit hole to call his own for his pack.

@Erish
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Once again her voice vibrated in her skull. More questions. Yes. She would answer. Then her mistress would prompt to know what she had learned. Her head would shake slowly. He's injured, but not fatally so. He traveled to the plains, though I don't know if thats where he intends to stay. Her voice was soft as she rushed to get the answer out. Her weight would shift from paw to paw. She did not miss this. But years of training kept her from sighing or showing an displeasure. She fell silent, keeping her gaze on her paws, waiting for the voice to once again filter through her thoughts. 

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@Erzsébet
She would accept the commands, replying carefully that she had gone with him and that he had settled to the south in the plains. For a moment Ezzy would study her, blind eyes fixated on the girl as she considered the woman's aura. How odd... <i>'Do you care for this man...?'</i> She would ask, slowly lifting her body from the ground and allowing slender limbs to pull her forward towards the girl. What an odd girl, such an odd specimine... Her head would tip as she came to stand directly in front of the girl, massive tail arching to touch beneath the girls chin in an attempt to lift her gaze.

@Erish
A dangerous question filled her mind as her mistress rose. I-I... Tail flicked against her chin, forcing her head to tip back fractionally so that her gaze rested on the womans face. Eyes were wide with uncertainty, not that her mistress would ever see it. The dark woman stood directly in front her, peering down unseeingly. I think so. She would murmur, ears falling back against her skull. What would happen now? Was she going to be punished for her feelings? Was this the end for her?

@Erzsébet
She would wait a moment, seeming to stammer and attempt to collect her thoughts before finally she would submit. Yes she liked the man. Lips would purse in consideration as the woman would clam up and await Ezzy's next words. It took some time before she would bother to speak again. <i>'Very well, who am I to stand between you and love. Just remember. You belong here with us...'</i> She would say, nodding slightly as if to reiterate her her point to the girl.

@Erish
Silence. It was deafening and only served to increase her tension. No reprimand came, in fact, it was quite the opposite. Her mistress would concede, claiming not to stand in the way of love. Hopes swelled that perhaps she might be released. It was a fruitless endeavor. Disappointment weighed heavily in her veins. She was reminded of where her loyalties were suppose to be. Yes ma'am. She would murmur. May I go? She would ask softly. Hopefully there was no reason for her to be here anymore and she could go be alone for a bit, collect her thoughts.
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