gushi: (Ferret Love)
Epilogue

Far above the large auction square, from a window several dozens of stories above Keena's master's office, through a small part in a dark drapery, a single pair of pale gold eyes watched wolf and raccoon walk back toward the complex, paws intertwined. The coldness of his annoyance chilled the room, and a single shallow snort issued forth from his nostrils and condensed against the thick window glass.

Disgusted, he turned away from the window, letting the thick drapes fall back into place.

"The catgirl got away. She's gone." He said, not directing it at anyone in particular.

However, the only other occupant of the room, a mid-height racooon cowering on his side, clenching at his stomach and clad in only the usual clothing plus a crude cloth blindfold, dared not say a word.

The wolf turned to the other, and addressed him more directly. "Now, Arbert, they know you work for me?"

He drew in a slow, labored breath, and spoke, barely above a whisper.

"Yes. Although I don't think the catgirl ever got any chance to read your intentions."

The wolf leaned against the desk. "It doesn't matter. Arstrin has never trusted me, and I'm sure he'll be advising Keena to do the same from now on."

"So then, what about the plan?"

He turned to the raccoon for a moment, almost annoyed that he had dared ask the question, but rather than react, he simply approached the other, slowly, and watched as Arbert curled himself up tighter, more protectively. Yes, he thought, this one was well trained.

"The plan...remains unchanged. For others to see Keena walking around like this, coming and going as she pleases, eating her own foods, smelling of the outside world...it's dangerous to the society that my ancestors helped to create. More than that, it's an insult to everything we've worked for. Either Keena is going to be re-integrated and re-trained, or she's going to be cast out."

"So, then, why can't he just keep Keena safe on the outside?"

The dark wolf chuckled for a few moments.

"He's made a good show of making himself seem well-off while inside the complex, and it's true that he has great power to provide for her welfare while they're both still here. However, that doesn't translate into outside currency at all. His family was never wealthy; they weren't even land owners. He'd probably die of embarassment if Keena knew how badly off he really was."

The raccoon's tone lifted a bit. "So what do you do now?"

The wolf moved toward the door. "For now, I do nothing but wait. I have patience, and I know one of them will screw up sometime." He looked down at the raccoon. "Are you going to be there all night, or do I need to call the medics?"

Arbert laid his head down on the floor.

"Call them if I'm still laying here by morning."

The wolf nodded, doused the light, and left.
gushi: (Ferret Love)
Epilogue

Far above the large auction square, from a window several dozens of stories above Keena's master's office, through a small part in a dark drapery, a single pair of pale gold eyes watched wolf and raccoon walk back toward the complex, paws intertwined. The coldness of his annoyance chilled the room, and a single shallow snort issued forth from his nostrils and condensed against the thick window glass.

Disgusted, he turned away from the window, letting the thick drapes fall back into place.

"The catgirl got away. She's gone." He said, not directing it at anyone in particular.

However, the only other occupant of the room, a mid-height racooon cowering on his side, clenching at his stomach and clad in only the usual clothing plus a crude cloth blindfold, dared not say a word.

The wolf turned to the other, and addressed him more directly. "Now, Arbert, they know you work for me?"

He drew in a slow, labored breath, and spoke, barely above a whisper.

"Yes. Although I don't think the catgirl ever got any chance to read your intentions."

The wolf leaned against the desk. "It doesn't matter. Arstrin has never trusted me, and I'm sure he'll be advising Keena to do the same from now on."

"So then, what about the plan?"

He turned to the raccoon for a moment, almost annoyed that he had dared ask the question, but rather than react, he simply approached the other, slowly, and watched as Arbert curled himself up tighter, more protectively. Yes, he thought, this one was well trained.

"The plan...remains unchanged. For others to see Keena walking around like this, coming and going as she pleases, eating her own foods, smelling of the outside world...it's dangerous to the society that my ancestors helped to create. More than that, it's an insult to everything we've worked for. Either Keena is going to be re-integrated and re-trained, or she's going to be cast out."

"So, then, why can't he just keep Keena safe on the outside?"

The dark wolf chuckled for a few moments.

"He's made a good show of making himself seem well-off while inside the complex, and it's true that he has great power to provide for her welfare while they're both still here. However, that doesn't translate into outside currency at all. His family was never wealthy; they weren't even land owners. He'd probably die of embarassment if Keena knew how badly off he really was."

The raccoon's tone lifted a bit. "So what do you do now?"

The wolf moved toward the door. "For now, I do nothing but wait. I have patience, and I know one of them will screw up sometime." He looked down at the raccoon. "Are you going to be there all night, or do I need to call the medics?"

Arbert laid his head down on the floor.

"Call them if I'm still laying here by morning."

The wolf nodded, doused the light, and left.

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