Thread: Master/Slave NSFW RP  (Northern Ranger & Noise)

Devitt didnt bother paying any more attention to his escort aside from his initial study of the larger male, but could practically taste the disgust in the air. Ah, so he was one of those types of humans, the ones that were biased against his kind. Could his life get any worse? Now, he knew it was a given that the human would try something on their journey. He had long since learned that humans were not to be trusted, ever since he himself had nearly caused the capture of his clan and had been told that things like this happen to clans that were taken over by the merciless humans. Despite this new discovery, however, he kept a firm hold on his self control. He continued to project an air of self-assured calmness even as the man began fastening his chains, as if he werent being led off like a sheep off to slaughter or a virgin to be sacrificed. He began walking as their little party was led forward, doing his best to ignore the rather tense atmosphere created by the humans obvious distaste and his refusal to act cowed. He even did his best to stifle a low hiss as he found out exactly how wise it was to pay attention to and follow near exactly where the horse traveled. Instead, he merely gave a delicate sniff as their pace was increased a bit, keeping his attention on where he stepped while his ears twitched with every slight sound. He didnt trust the human at all, and even when he was focused like that, he made sure to keep his guard up around the cruel and heartless creature. By the time the human had decided to speak up, Devitt had already gotten used to the silence between them as they continued through the forest. As such, he didnt deign to respond, casting the human a scornful glance before turning forward once more. Though, even if they had been in a different situation, he wouldnt have bothered replying to the simple human anyway. Still, his tail fluffed up a bit in disgruntlement at the comparison between his kind and dogs, as much as he tried hiding such emotion. He, however, still refused to be ruffled by the idiotic, one-dimensional insults. Instead of getting visibly upset and giving the human more reasons to throw insults at him, he gave a light smirk, an expression that made it look like he were humoring a small child that was completely ignorant to the way the world worked. And yet, his pride couldnt let the humans last remark slide. As he eventually came up an idea, he looked up at him from his perch on the horse, holding the human males gaze defiantly as he spat on his leg. The glob of saliva that landed on the humans pant leg was small, but served its purpose in relaying his message. He wouldnt be bothered by such simple insults. He wouldnt back down and bend his neck like one in his situation probably wouldve done it certainly was the option most with a healthy dose of self-preservation wouldve gone with. No, he would proudly display his clans honor despite the fact that said clan was broken up, what Kitsune that were left being trained and sold as slaves as Devitt was led to an even darker fate. Surely, his human escort couldnt come up with a worse torture than the slavers on the other side of the forest. The traders there were specialized in that sort of thing, and while he knew it was useless to fight such experience in breaking those like him, in a twisted way, it was fitting for someone as strong-willed as he to be saved for only those who were experts in their field. And, if he followed that line of thinking... like hell he would allow a simple Ranger to call him weak.