Thread: Caught Pick Pocketing

Day sat patiently in her little room and waited, reading a book of poems while she did and was on the little bed roll of a bed that she had been given. Her mind was running wild with thoughts of what might happen to her, but when she thought about it she could not help but wonder about the large male that had caught her and despite her predicament she had to admit he was rather attractive, but had no idea that he was the alpha of his village and not just another one of many in it, figuring that calling it his village was just a way of calling it home, not suspecting his true strength although well built. Shaking her heads of the thought she smirked a little at the poem she was just reading about love and making love, the thought making her blush before she was quickly putting her mind on something else. To distract her from thinking too hard on what was happening she took her brush and began softly stroking out her tail with it, making it silky and smooth. Once finished with that she started on her hair and finished just before the voice of whom ever that man was growl at her. Turning her head she looked confused by his words, but that did not stop her from speaking to him and asking what was on her mind, Pack? Wait... You actually talked the bastard out of my contract, or for him to hand it over? I mean you are intimidating, but most do not go to such extents as that for a coin purse stollen... Why are you doing this? Taking my debt? She asked while she got her things together, not wanting to give him any reason to be angry with her so she could multitask while talking a little. My name is Dayra, who are you if I may ask? She asked finally, having wanted to ask him before, but there had not been enough time for her to. Soon her things were all packed in the basket she had in the room and was ready to leave, but she looked a little upset by the thought of a leash, Leash? I do not know if he has one, he simply used a rope for some time, but I do not plan on running, I owe you, and a great deal from what I understand. I will remain beside you if that would please you, or I can go find a rope of some sort for you to use, the collar is just for good measure, or so he said, if I ran others would know where to bring me back to, but I never ran I love dancing too much and will not run from my responsibilities even if he is a disgusting, greasy, fat human. She said, a slight venomous tone in the last few words, almost able to hear a growl to it. She knew where she could get some rope, but waited to see if he would allow her to go without. Her violet eyes caught little glimpses as she checked over everything that had been in her room just to be sure nothing was left behind, but the first thing she had taken and put in her skirt pocket was a ring, one that was her family's before her mother had passed and father ran from his debt, forcing her to sell her home to get the debt paid off as much as she could, but that was only a fraction paid and there had been so much more. Putting the thoughts to the back of her mind she focused on him, her ears up and listening while her tail swayed slowly behind her, at ease and fairly calm.