Vashti had begun to run; her back leg popping with every stride as she rounded the corner of the building. Glancing over her shoulder she kept watch to see if the man in the glass followed her, only barely hearing the thud of feet against earth. Turning, she came face to face with the barrel of a gun.
Brown eyes going wide she slid to a stop on her hindquarters; hair bristling over her shoulders and gaze rising to see a tall man glaring down at her. At his command to stop she lifted her lips in a low growl, but when he demanded she lay down.....to submit to him....she realized just who she was dealing with. An Ulfric.
Growl suddenly dying in her chest Vashti took a step back and was surprised to feel her tail pressed tight against her underbelly. Her ears followed example and lay flat against her skull, before she made a small whining sound.
It was agony, putting herself to the ground in front of the man and submitting to him. But he demanded it of her as an Ulfric should.....and she had to obey if she valued her life.
Laying there, staring at snow she made a small noise, "Vashti......is my name...."
She made no mention of her pack, nor why she had been there. Her pack meant nothing now.....and part of her didn't even know why she came to investigate this place.
Going silent, aside from the occasional whine, Vashti dared to look up at the man.
Brown eyes going wide she slid to a stop on her hindquarters; hair bristling over her shoulders and gaze rising to see a tall man glaring down at her. At his command to stop she lifted her lips in a low growl, but when he demanded she lay down.....to submit to him....she realized just who she was dealing with. An Ulfric.
Growl suddenly dying in her chest Vashti took a step back and was surprised to feel her tail pressed tight against her underbelly. Her ears followed example and lay flat against her skull, before she made a small whining sound.
It was agony, putting herself to the ground in front of the man and submitting to him. But he demanded it of her as an Ulfric should.....and she had to obey if she valued her life.
Laying there, staring at snow she made a small noise, "Vashti......is my name...."
She made no mention of her pack, nor why she had been there. Her pack meant nothing now.....and part of her didn't even know why she came to investigate this place.
Going silent, aside from the occasional whine, Vashti dared to look up at the man.