I swirled my finger over the hilt of my sword and stared at the five wolves, leaning my cheek and the other hand.
As the were new they were still unclothed and obviously did not know what modesty meant.
The one with golden fur, manyoya stepped forward, "Is there no other way to get home, Kierrn?"
I flicked my ear in annoyance, "There is, any of the three kings could make wewe a portal home, that includes me, but I have decided to keep wewe here. As my pets."
The red muscled mbwa mwitu stepped forward, "I am no ones pet," he growled.
I smiled and attacked his consciousness with the full weight of my mind until he...
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