waking from a long night of fun and relaxation...larl walked from the yurt...standing on the wagon and looking down at the semi grass dirt ground beneath the wagon...browns scanned the horizon...noting the outriders changing shifts...men coming in and men leaving out ...they were kind of cute but larl didn't care for them...she only had one man to please...but here in this strange land...ya never knew whom that might be...it seemed that every man was a girls Master....the wagon far from the ground..larl took the steps down...unlike one slave who jumped from the 80 hort height....this girl wanted to stay safe for now

mouth opening for you

looking across
then quickly turns my attention back to your owner

Still no one

sorry but i have not had any luck with noncitizens

they aren’t dedicated

deep..

turns to the man
head bowed

~hello i am wrenn slave of Princess its an honor to meet you Sir

pulling you to my leg
petting your head

oh

~i..slave has never been in charge of anyone it is but an inferior slave

i am sorry but i can not own a noncitizen

looks in for a few

greet the newcomer

Main Street
Returned from the general store and stopped by the hitching post where he hitched up his horse. Taking a moment while the shopkeeper got shit together. Its obvious his mind was on other matters as he didn't think about bringing the damn wagon. The livery it is then. To see about attaining a loaner.

hearing the mans voice
keeping my eyes locked on my owner

why the confusion?
you are my first girl

Indeed it is...Good morning back

good morning

having heard what you said to the girl
little mind racing

looking up at your lovely face with a bit of confusion

looks over