A Man Chooses...A Slave Obeys. -Darth Raven-

[The White Wolf]

There were a small number of emotions jolting through the boys mind as Raven sat across from him and proceeded to have a conversation with him. His eyes lifted a bit as she continued on, eventually until he was making eye contact for a brief moment as she mentioned just how powerful he could become...such power made him nervous. Naturally he was more of a physical fighter and thus used the force to mainly increase his physical performance...but altering the very universe seemed...highly complicated and risky. But still, her speech managed to catch his interest at least...Her comment on how she knew he could do better and how much potential he had made him look away sadly. He may of have potential but what good was it when your nothing but a lowly attack dog? And even worse...when you liked it?

And his cube was lifted from his hand his eyes flared as he looked up to see it in her hand...her comment on how good he was at them made him tilt his head a purr a bit as he leaned forward and reached out...touching the side of the cube and twisting that section, completing it with the last move and pushing her hand towards her chest as if to tell her to keep it. He then leaned back in his chair and curled his tail along his chest and stroked the fur to comfort himself. Unsure exactly what he wanted to learn.

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[Zion Mirtis]

When 13 made it clear she could keep the cube she nodded a 'thank you' before putting it within her robe. She was making good progress. After that she noticed his tail and his other canine features. She reached a hand out, looking ready to touch him, but stopped and instead held her palm downward, letting it be clear that she would wait for his permission. "You've nothing to fear, 13. I may be a Sith but I' not THAT sort of Sith."​

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[The White Wolf]

Julius watched as she put the cube into her robe and blinked, swallowing the lump in his throat as the bodyguards watched from the other room he flicked his gaze back at Raven as she suddenly reached out. Cautiously he pulled his neck back as a growl rumbled in his throat since he was unsure what she was doing exactly. But then when she lowered her palm his brain lit up, recognizing the body language he leaned in and sniffed her palm...confirming her scent before pressing the side of his face into her hand as if to accept. His growl turning into an audible purr as his bright eyes became calm and less vibrant. His tail slowly thumping on his leg as if to show comfort.

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[Zion Mirtis]

As he accepted her ywllow eyes seemed to flicker with delight. Her hand began to wander about his head, feeling his hair and all. "There. See? Not a horrible person, am I?" She continued to pet him while exmaining him closer, seeing more of the canine features to him. There even came a point where she spread his lips just to see his teeth, commenting "Nice and sharp." After that she gave a nice little pat to him before adding "Such a nice boy."​

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[The White Wolf]

Julius could feel his chest swell a bit as Raven rubbed her fingers through his hair...instinctively he pressed his head firmly into her hand as he purred. His nervousness seeming to melt away as his tail wagged a bit more noticeably. Not really even noticing as she spread the corners of his lips to spy a peek at his sharp canines...he flicked his tongue out and licked her fingers before slowly closing his eyes in the comfort of being pet. Although in actuality he was a savage beast capable of carnage and bloodshed...in these moments he was more comparable to a wounded dog or perhaps a puppy. Looks could be deceiving he supposed.

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[Zion Mirtis]

Now that he was more comfortable around her Raven had moved herself next to him, allowing 13 to lay his head on her lap like a child would his mother. It had worked. She gained trust in him. Good. That was another step to make sure he stayed loyal to her. She had great plans for him, and they required he stay in line and do as told. Her yellow eyes beamed as she continuted to pet and comfort him, all the while the wheels in her head turning at the ideas of what to do with him against her enemies. One in particular. She looked up and the sinsiter twinge had sparked in her eyes. Raven had aquired a new friend, and a new weapon.​

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[The White Wolf]

Blood seemed to flush through his core as Raven suddenly got up from her seat...his ears pulled back and he shrunk slightly in alarm at the sudden motion. Watching as she moved to sit beside him the white wolf stared for a while curiously...and as she began to pet him again and guided him into a almost laying position, he placed his head on her lap and purred loudly. And as she continued to pet along his hair he simply closed his eyes and basked in the moment...sensing the sinister thoughts going through his masters mind. He simply dismissed them...he was after all a dog...and dogs did as their told regardless of how they felt. And now, at this moment. He was her dog.

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