Thread: Caught Pick Pocketing

Dayra was startled by his words, but none the less she shrugged a little at his comment to just the money, I owe a debt he picked up, I wanted to dance, I get to pay it off and do what I love most and have been trained for my whole life. She explained before she tensed by the warning in his voice, picking up on the threat there and she looked up at him, worried what he might do to her, but she had no time to talk and was quickly going back stage to get ready. Getting dressed in a different outfit which was violet like her eyes and still in the silver jewelry as before. The fat human man was startled if not completely terrified at the man approaching and making it clear something had gone wrong and he needed to make it right. Hardly able to speak he simply nodded his head, his eyes wandering over the little fox as she went back onstage and nodded again before telling him the amount of the debt, although it had not changed during the years the girl had danced. He had charged for the clothing and jewelry she wore, her housing, food, and anything else, which got her no where in making a large dent in the debt at the rate things were going, but that was fine with the director and owner of the girl. He already was getting paperwork brought to give for the man before him to sign and papers saying he was now in charge of the little fox. Day continued to dance, but felt far too frightened to pay as much attention as usual, but she did not care, if this was going to be her last night dancing here and for a crowd she would rather not really care about it and just enjoy it while she could. Once the dance was over she had left the stage and went back to the caravans where the girls each had their own little part of a room, a small bed and blankets, as well as basket with their clothing in it, or at least that was what hers looked like. She was quick about changing into a normal outfit, a top similar to the one she had worn for the first dance and a skirt that was not sheer but still a dancing skirt with slits along the sides for movement. She looked in a mirror at the collar around her neck knowing it looked just like a choker and ornament, but in truth she could not remove it without the key and that was where she was stuck for a while now. Sighing softly she waited for either the male wolf to come or the director to scorn her and punish her before he had to give her over to the male as a way of paying him back from being caught stealing. Some of the other girls had been caught before and the same type of deals happened with them, or so she thought, they were given to the ones that caught them and those that punished them were allowed to do as they pleased with the women but were normally given back and allowed to go on dancing if they did not become pregnant. All the thoughts made Dayra shiver and fear what might become of her, since she had never been in a wolf community or one of her own kinds she was not sure how things ran in it or what it was like to be among her own kind, this would all be new to her if she could survive it with everything still all held together, except for a few things if the wolf had intended what she thought he might for a pay back.