<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Junk/a3e78b33-5cae-43cf-bca0-7bdc0488116b_zpskyozpugo.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Junk/cooltext117506316786206_zpsnqy2zyuh.png">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>An unsettling shiver ran down Orca's spine as Paislee offered the male a tired smile, "I can understand why you think that--but I did not buy you to fight." The woman reached in a small pack she had with her and pulled out a flask of some sort, looking around briefly to make sure no others were around. Orca eyed the flask for only a moment before turning his attention back to the woman, gazing into her eyes. She was now offering the opened flask to him. He desperately wished to snatch the flask from her hands, the smell of real water filling his senses. "I bought you because you looked thirsty," said Paislee with a glint of honesty.<br/><br/>Orca's eyes narrowed before he cautiously reached out, taking the flask from her hands. He examined it carefully before slowly raising it to his lips, filling his mouth with the warm liquid. As the water settled into his mouth, Orca closed his eyes in an attempt to block out the world around him, all so that he could savor the flavor. Paislee's face then turned serious, "Orca...I know you are unhappy with your position in life. I am unhappy with it, too. However, I still need to bring you to my...our...home. Your wounds need to be treated and you look in need of a meal. Are you willing to come peacefully?"<br/><br/>His eyes opened as the last bit of water ran down his throat, finishing off the flask. "You are unhappy with my position in life? Why? What could you possibly hope to accomplish, human? Do you believe that by purchasing one slave, that you are somehow helping? Perhaps you intend to keep me out of the pits, use me as some kind of maid? Would you have me wash your delicate's?" The thought brought a small smirk to his lips, forcing the young creature to chuckle slightly. It didn't last long though, his amusement being cut off by Paislee's voice.<br/><br/>"Let me tend to you, Orca." Her voice carried a glint of honest desire in it, and Orca picked up on it pretty quickly. The young male then forced himself up to his feet, his tail landing with a thud on the ground. "Very well. I'll obey for now human, if only to find out what your true intentions are... But take heed, human. If I find you to be anything other than what you claim to be, I'll rip you apart without hesitation, and then I will consume you." As his words ended, his arms extended so that she may approach and unlock his chains.<br/><br/>As his shackles fell to the ground, Orca couldn't help but smile. He had often dreamed about being free, and while this wasn't technically freedom, it seemed to be as close as he could get at the moment. "I've often wondered if these metal cuffs would become a part of my flesh. I'm glad to see that isn't the case." Orca admitted, his arms raising up towards the setting sun. As his eyes fell on raw flesh, anger began to bleed into his mind. "We should leave, this place fills my heart with rage..." Stated the young male, clenching his fist before turning his attention to the female before departing.<br/><br/>The two walked at a rather slow pace, more than likely due to Orca's wounds. On more than one occasion, the young male collapsed to his knee's. Paislee had offered to help him up the first few times, but he threatened her life with every inch she took towards him. "Keep your hands away, human, less I rip them off and beat you with them..." Said the young male, forcing himself to his feet one more time before trudging on. His words came from a feeling of pride though, rather than a feeling of hate or rage. Orca wasn't about to kneel down and ask the human for assistance. He would rather die.