Post by Nako on Mar 29, 2008 1:56:48 GMT -5
((To Tell the truth, I can't even tell you if this is truly cannon or not. It's loosely based on Ashta's life in her past Warren. I think she is.. a little -less- touched in the head than how I wrote her in this.. but what can I say? It was fun to write XD))
"One lump or two, M'am?"
"Oh, why thank you, Miss Penny Pants! I'd take two, please!" The delighted voice rang through the large, empty room. It was a well dug one, but still so... empty. All sound bounced off the curved walls eerily. The only thing within it save for its inhabitants was a small table, where an odd group was enjoying a cup of tea.
The leveret, 'Miss Penny Pants' did his best not to grimace at the pet name which his Doe mistress had chosen for him, obediently slipping two lumps of sugar into the teacup which she had held out towards him. "Not a problem at all, Mistress. It is my pleasure." He chimed out his response as best he could, adjusting the bright pink hat he had been forced to wear. Who could really complain though? He could have easily been assigned to cleaning out the rubbish piles instead of amusing his Master's one Doe. Oblivious to the humilation and misery she brought down upon those around her, Ashta went on to sip her tea blissfully, giving a soft sigh before looking around the room. "This room surely is quite dull. Maybe it would be possible to convince Sir to dig us a nice window? Or maybe he could supply us with more furnishings.. yes, I would so love to have a nice vanity for my morning ablutions."
Every day, she said the same thing. It seemed the only ones staying sane within the warren would be the servants, for as long as they could be on time for work, had more freedom than any Doe who passed through the warren ever had. Sometimes, the leverets wondered if she'd ever come to terms with the fact that she'd never get more than what she already had. The oldest of servants would remember when she was first given to their Master. She'd... acted out.. became angry with him for not giving her more. Needless to say, she never did it again. What did he do? Beat her? Oh no.. something more sinister. He... Neglected her. Two weeks he went without fulfilling her Need. For such a short period of time, she'd already gotten a bit touched in the head. Elsworth, the male leveret, still wasn't convinced it had all come back to her yet.
Ashta sighed. This time though, it was not of contentment; it was of boredom. The leverets all tensed at once, wondering what she would say or do. Would she blame them in her frustration? During the Neglect, she had been bad at acting out in such ways. Funny thing was though, they could hardly blame her. Even the leverets found it cruel, and normally they were of the mindset that noone was in a worse situation than them. Instead of lashing out though, she reached up to fondly carress her tattered ear, which was still crusted with blood from the previous day. "Oh... look at the time.." There was no clock in the room. "I'm sure Sir will come for me within the hour."
She brought her paw back down, not noticing that fresh blood was now flowing from her wound, and it had stained her paw. It was dripping on the table. In her tea. The leverets continued to stare, but said nothing.
Pausing mid-sip, Ashta's eyes narrowed before suddenly slamming down the teacup with such force that it broke the handle. "WELL? What are you waiting for?! GET OUT!"
"One lump or two, M'am?"
"Oh, why thank you, Miss Penny Pants! I'd take two, please!" The delighted voice rang through the large, empty room. It was a well dug one, but still so... empty. All sound bounced off the curved walls eerily. The only thing within it save for its inhabitants was a small table, where an odd group was enjoying a cup of tea.
The leveret, 'Miss Penny Pants' did his best not to grimace at the pet name which his Doe mistress had chosen for him, obediently slipping two lumps of sugar into the teacup which she had held out towards him. "Not a problem at all, Mistress. It is my pleasure." He chimed out his response as best he could, adjusting the bright pink hat he had been forced to wear. Who could really complain though? He could have easily been assigned to cleaning out the rubbish piles instead of amusing his Master's one Doe. Oblivious to the humilation and misery she brought down upon those around her, Ashta went on to sip her tea blissfully, giving a soft sigh before looking around the room. "This room surely is quite dull. Maybe it would be possible to convince Sir to dig us a nice window? Or maybe he could supply us with more furnishings.. yes, I would so love to have a nice vanity for my morning ablutions."
Every day, she said the same thing. It seemed the only ones staying sane within the warren would be the servants, for as long as they could be on time for work, had more freedom than any Doe who passed through the warren ever had. Sometimes, the leverets wondered if she'd ever come to terms with the fact that she'd never get more than what she already had. The oldest of servants would remember when she was first given to their Master. She'd... acted out.. became angry with him for not giving her more. Needless to say, she never did it again. What did he do? Beat her? Oh no.. something more sinister. He... Neglected her. Two weeks he went without fulfilling her Need. For such a short period of time, she'd already gotten a bit touched in the head. Elsworth, the male leveret, still wasn't convinced it had all come back to her yet.
Ashta sighed. This time though, it was not of contentment; it was of boredom. The leverets all tensed at once, wondering what she would say or do. Would she blame them in her frustration? During the Neglect, she had been bad at acting out in such ways. Funny thing was though, they could hardly blame her. Even the leverets found it cruel, and normally they were of the mindset that noone was in a worse situation than them. Instead of lashing out though, she reached up to fondly carress her tattered ear, which was still crusted with blood from the previous day. "Oh... look at the time.." There was no clock in the room. "I'm sure Sir will come for me within the hour."
She brought her paw back down, not noticing that fresh blood was now flowing from her wound, and it had stained her paw. It was dripping on the table. In her tea. The leverets continued to stare, but said nothing.
Pausing mid-sip, Ashta's eyes narrowed before suddenly slamming down the teacup with such force that it broke the handle. "WELL? What are you waiting for?! GET OUT!"
