There's Always Something To Lose

|| Ra | Kayne ||

With a deep inhale, the dark heathen rose her head from her duties. Suddenly sick of working amongst those of her rank. A gentle turn of her head revealed that her ‘guardian’ had their gaze locked on her. She forced her previously captured breath from her nostrils. It looks like the scoundrel had learnt their lesson from last time she snuck off.

Her pale gaze narrowed into a glare at the dog before she turned her attention back to her duties. A heavy sigh heaving itself from her lungs. Though her entire attention was not on what she was doing. It was on the dog that was watching over her. Should they turn their attention from her she would take the opportunity and go for a wonder around the following.

Once again pausing from her work at the temple she turned her pale emerald gaze towards her surroundings. Since she actually stuck around today, not by her own choice, the cleaning had actually gotten done quite quickly and they were almost done. However, Kayne had been playing this game long enough to know that as soon as this was done, she would be put to work on a more tiresome and menial task. She had not incentive to clean or finish cleaning the temple aside from the piercing gaze of the irritated guardian.

With a casual roll of her shoulders she snuck another glance at the ‘guardian’ and to her surprise, they were distracted. A sly smirk gently wove its way onto her muzzle as she immediately began to slink away. That was until her lithe form was abruptly stopped. She had run into someone…

Immediately, she felt her heart fall from her chest as her widened pale gaze rose to meet the fiery gaze of the tall, dark dog whom she had just ran into. “Oh-I-uh...” The stuttering wouldn’t stop and so she just froze, staring at the other dog.

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Ra

She thought she was unseen. The false confidence wore on her no less obvious than the halter around her face - the damned slave believed her skill set trustworthy, and the shadows her friend. Her keeper turned blind eyes to her escape - a slip of observation that would serve consequences later.

But for now, the young dog's attention so entirely focused on the slave. Ra pulled himself quiet corner he so silently resided in previously, an intensity within his gaze as he remained locked onto his target. He came to a stop mere footsteps away, and allowed her to spring the trap. The gentle tug of pride at her lips made his own curl into a sneer.

And then she collided with him. Long before had he steeled himself for such an event, so the contact caused him to do little more than grunt softly. Her tongue proved just as graceless as her paws.

"Oh-I-uh..."

"Beg," came the command. His muzzle peeled back to reveal teeth poised to tear flesh, and thin strands of drool connected them as his jaws separated to allow a throaty snarl past.

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Her startled aura seemingly disappeared as the male barked the abhorrent order. Her previous smirk had once again returned to grace her muzzle. She suddenly stood taller, as if she had gotten a random burst of self-confidence. Her front paw was delicately placed in front of the other, bringing her marginally closer to the dark male. Her hooded gaze never leaving his fiery orbs. “Oh, please master, I beg for your forgiveness…” The sarcasm was evident in her tone. She had no intention of begging… not matter who commanded her to do so.

A deep, chilling cackle erupted from the dark heathen’s throat as she rolled the previous tensions from her shoulders. Without a moment’s hesitation, she turned from the male in an attempt to move around the dark stranger. The remnants of her previous cackle still testing her charcoal lips.

“Oh, and hon… You got a bit of drool.” Her pale emerald gaze flickered between his orange orbs and the string of drool connecting his teeth.

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Ra

Truthfully, it didn't matter what left the female's mouth. His mind was already made, and her actions merely fuelled the fire.

His reaction was explosive. She was halfway through explaining to him that he neglected to keep his saliva entirely within his mouth when he sprung into motion. Ivory flashes briefly within the sun before his teeth met the slave's ear. It took exactly 3 sharp trashes of his head before the oh so beautiful sound of tearing flesh drifted into the air. The Deacon continue to shake his head - red rain sprinkling the ground around him and adorning him in beads of scarlet. He dropped the now removed ear soon after, drawing his tongue along his muzzle as he regarded the female once more.

"You are far more becoming now. Ugly as sin still, but now bearable."

A pause, then a test.

"Thank me, mm?"

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Neglecting to read the signs of the male, she barely had time to react to his lunge. His ivory teeth flashed briefly in the sun as the brute rocketed towards the dark heathen. Before his teeth made contact, she knew that he wouldn’t miss. Instead of feeling panic she felt a strange sense of calm and throughout all the commotion, the only thing she could think of was the brief highlighting of his teeth by the sun and how some might consider it a sign of Zonje’s will. Before the male’s large teeth came in contact with her ear, a gentle huff snorted from her nostrils. She could not believe in such superstition.

A soft, breathy whimper clawed its way from Kayne’s lungs as the male latched his jaws to her only tall ear. The soft popping of cartilage told Kayne that his teeth had gone all the way through her ear and so she stood there, head turned to the side with her eyes and jaw clenched shut waiting for what she assumed would happen next. The sound of ripping flesh had echoed around her before the pain clung to her ear. Her lips peeled back to reveal her pearly white teeth as she drew in a ragged breath.

Her pink tongue poked from her lips and ran over them, tasting her own blood that had trailed from her ear down her cheek to the corner of her mouth. She closed her eyes for a moment and let out a deep breath before a chilling toothy grin plastered itself onto her muzzle. “I didn’t know my looks were of great concern to you… besides, your drooling self is no looker either.” As she spoke in a rather cheerful manner she rose until she was once again at her full height.

A pause soon followed the duo. Kayne’s heavy breathing seemed to echo around them until the brute finally spoke. Though this time, he had ordered her to thank him. This cause another bone chilling cackle to erupt from the female. Her pale emerald eyes staring deep into his fiery orbs. “Not in this lifetime, darl.”

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Ra

It was satisfying. The sight of red streaming down the side of her face, lazy trails of crimson upon a dark canvas. The expression of pain was ever fleeting upon her face, yet there for the briefest of moments regardless.

"I didn't know my looks were of great concern to you."

He snorted, for the energy it would take to devote emotion into her appearance was energy he was not willingly to spare. No slave could come close to beauty. Physical appearance meant nothing when the brand of servitude felt upon their face. They were ugly in status, and Ra could do nothing to fix that.

"You have bored me," a single hind lifted to scratch at the bottom of his chin. Surely most others would have pressed their torment to great lengths. Ra? Ra found enough satisfaction in the brief seconds before her facade returned, and he need not dance in circles with a snake.

"The next time you meet my teeth, I will kill you, bitch," it was not petty threat meant to frighten, but a mere statement of fact.

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Her smile faltered slightly as the male proclaimed that she had bored him. A single eyebrow rose at his suddenly chilled demeanour. He acted as if the brief commotion that had happened mere moments ago didn’t occur. She opened her mouth to call him out about approaching her, but that didn’t really happen. She ran into him, not the other way around. Instead she resorted to narrowing her darkened gaze towards the male as he scratched his chin with his hind leg.

The following statement was more fact that threat, not that Kayne would’ve cared either way. She loved to dance with the devil and test her luck around every turn. For where is the fun when you’re constantly playing it safe?

In response to his stated threat, her grin merely widened. “Promises, promises…” She allowed her cooed words to trail off as she once again attempted to move around the brute. After all, if she could still remove herself from the temple, all was not lost.

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Ra

"Do not test me."

It bubbled at the back of his throat; his ever-fragile temper. Once more down she’d attempt to leave her rightful place, and Ra was in no mood. He made no physical attempt to stop the female. Instead, he allowed his front legs to give way, laying himself against the floor with his head between his fore paws.

All that was spared was a mere glance her way. He already prepared himself for her attempt to run. He believed this female lacked true intelligence, for she continued defy him, and did not put a futile attempt at escape above her.

Ra would ensure she remained where she belonged; under the banner of slavery and labor of a server.

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The rumbled words of her attacker did not fall upon deaf ears. Throbbing ones, perhaps, but definitely not deaf. It was the way in which he said his words. Not a threat or an outright promise, there was so much more. It was clear that she had rubbed him the wrong way and she was certain that he would not let it slide.

His tone caused her to straighten slightly as she watched his form lower to the temple floor, which was now decorated in her blood. Her pale emerald eyes portrayed mild regret over what had transpired, but it was obvious that she would do nothing to reconcile her actions.

Gently she began to walk from the male, her eyes trained on the exit. That was until an all too familiar form stood in her path. It was her guardian. The commotion must have brought his attention to her and as such, she was busted. There would be no taste of mild freedom for the dark heathen today. With a heavy sigh, she was guided back past the agitated male from before, the one that took her ear. Not being able to resist herself, she shook herself as she passed him. Blood from her freshly wounded ear splattered over the trio, as did the sand and dust from her coat. She only hoped that the pain she felt in performing the sudden act would be worth it in the response of both canines.

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Ra

Her reaction to his teeth bored him. Her lack of screams, lack of clear pain. He saw no reason to harm someone who did not react. But not even this boredom could have saved the female. Her guardian stopped the slave before she went too far, but Ra wanted to make this clear.

"You came very close to dying in that moment, bitch," he stated, lips curled in his annoyance and general distaste. Being cheeky was fun until one went too far - and the slave certainly did just that. He locked eyes with her as she passed, the light from them not to be seen and replaced with the dark intensity of anger.

"There is no god you can pray to in order to stop me if you try me again. I tolerate only so much, Heathen."