Rina was rubbing her wrist tenderly, her father had forced her to come along with him to the hound fights. She hated coming here, it saddened her to see all these hounds being used only for pure sport. Why couldn't they just all co exist with each other? Be happy and make trades and such? Wishful thinking according to her father but Rina hoped. She hoped with all her heart, as she stared blankly into the arena. From where she was sitting with her father, they could see it all. And in quite great detail, the stench of blood was soaked into the arena all around them and it made Rina dry heave slightly. But she kept herself in check, Irolnd...her father didn't take kindly to being distracted from his hound fights.<br/><br/>He had always considered her a distraction...and unnessecary... Her mother was only good for looking pretty and nothing more. Rina sometimes thought how they even got married. It must've been an arranged marriage, no one in their right mind would willfully marry her father. He was a tyrant and very physically abusive. Rina always wore nice long sleeved dresses or shirts and pants with boots, in order to cover up the brusies her father gives her almost daily.<br/><br/>It's a struggle to survive but Rina is sure the Hounds have it way worse...being slaves and torn apart from their faimly. Never to see them again and then be sold off to fight till they die. She shuddered... not wanting to think horrible thoughts she pushed them from her mind and focused on the fight. Rina had been interested in the new Hound her father had gotten, he seems tough and hard but oddly enough there was a gentleness emanating from him that she had felt. It could've been that he saw some of her bruises.<br/><br/>Rina watched in awe and in hopelessness, the two Hounds were tearing each other apart...It was a sad scene to watch, a few tears rolled down her cheeks. Rina quickly wiped them away and straightend up. Her whole body shivering with fear and anger, but realizing that her father's Hound had won she relaxed slightly. Irolnd was in a good mood that night, seeing as his Hound had won the prize money.<br/><br/>"Rina! Go and fetch our new champion!" he barked at her, taking a big swig of his ale. Then ordering his men to pull the car around for them.<br/><br/>Rina nodded and quickly ran down the steps leading to the back room, she paitently waited outside as to not disturb him and hoped the next few days would be pain free for him. Since usually if her father's Hounds won they got a few days rest.