The hug was welcome, she sunk into it. When they parted she noted the way that Ellen moved  how she seemed to move with grace and stregnth while Kyla had belt like a dog on a leash being unwillingly led.<br/><br/>Something higher than a possession. She was right the stress she felt was self induced. There really was no stress for her.  She thought harder on it and one could see the cogs in her mind working. She didn't have to compete for a mate, she had been bought by a man. She didn't have to compete for a job, her job was set. She had no real competition in her life. For the first time ever she didn't have to worry about rent, bills, deadlines. She realized how free she had felt the past few days with him. How ungrateful she had acted, a bit of remourse surfacing.<br/><br/>"I don't know I've always had a way with animals. She's no Savage beast. She's no house cat either. She hunts on her own and likes that. Early riser too." She teased the sleeping creature "but I suppose she saw no danger in us Daniel was able to just go up and calm her."<br/><br/>She enjoyed the language and picked it up quick enough, after all many languages had roots from it and she would laugh and truly enjoy Ellen's company. Lunch was delicious and more teaching of the language. Something she desperately needed as she found that most of the English speakers had started to get an accent from lack of speaking it.<br/><br/>When the master's came home and she was whispered to attend the slave position she did so quickly eyes down though she noted the squeal. Happiness? Enjoyment? It seemed like almost love. How could that be. It bewildered her. She waited to be released by Daniel not moving an inch despite how exposed she felt. She could smell his Tarn on him, tell he had a long day. Parts of her we're happy he was home though she wouldn't admit it.