Lil perked up her ears at his request, play dead? What would that accomplish? The slave driver would be angry if he killed the slave he just required. But she didn't like the way he was looking at her, if she didn't obey his request she didn't know what he was going to do. She fell over on the ground, limp and lifeless her eyes closing though she wanted to know how the slave driver reacted to that.<br/>Pepe grabbed the scruff of the neck of Shira, displeased at his behavior. Maybe your instincts were more wolfish than he thought. That was bad, he had wanted him to hate her...not to try to kill her. He jerked you in his arms painfully.<br/>"If you want food, do not kill your fellow slave mate."<br/>He paused starting to look at the "body" of Lil on the floor. Since there was no blood, she must of not been hurt badly. He takes out a whip from his belt buckle, and begins thrashing you with it over and over again. Lil was lying there, trying not to open her eyes because she was supposed to be dead. She couldn't help but peek though. Maybe your whole plan hadn't gone the way you intended it too.<br/>"Guess they didn't feed you before they sold you to me, though something seems wrong here...why is no blood on her? Is this some kind of trick?"