<div class="floatright">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/144a/f/2016/179/9/f/llyra_whitebirch_by_jeflint-da80fm7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rose Dandy-Ba<br/><strong>Time:</strong>10:00 AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kitchen<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lamont, Izzy<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>“If that is m’lord's wish,” Rose said, her voice still containing the tone she’d had before. “If it’s your wish for us to be companions then we shall be.” She wasn’t really inclined to become the rat’s partner in the manner that he intended, his libido was well known, but rank had been established. Celeste was an alpha, Onyx and Rein where her beta’s and under the beta’s were their beta’s and on their level by breeding, intelligence and schooling there was only a logical choice for who was the superior and it wasn’t her. And if a superior ordered it then it was something that had to be done. She gave a small curtsy again as she acknowledged the former noble.<br/><br/>And for the umpteenth time Rose wished she’d been in her laboratory. At least there she felt at ease and confident in her abilities to create and help her betters. That had always been her calling to be the support for the others. The chores were annoying because they were to be done in the middle of her night and it took away from inventions but she was good at following orders. Why shouldn’t she have been? She’d been in that life for many years and it was what she was accustomed to. There had been the foreman; there had been the team leads and specialists. Rose had always wanted to be a specialist. Underneath the foreman but allowed freedom to invent whatever came to her heart. She smiled lightly turning to look up at the noble.<br/><br/>“Shall we adorn to the garden? It sounds as if Celeste and my mistress are sparring.” From here she could hear the mild grunts which really with Onyx could have been anything really. She was insatiable in her carnal acts. A mild blush crossed her face as she remembered the evening with Izzy, Onyx and her, the deer resisting as she always did and Rose giving into the pleasure. As Rose always did. To resist would be simply denying the pleasure of the experience from yourself to give in meant that you got to enjoy and move with the crowd. Did she have the high drive as her mistress? No, but her body was super charged with a nerve agent that made her more sensitive and Onyx knew it and Rose both cursed and loved the effects it had on her. She didn’t know what would happen when she hit her heat period and she was almost afraid for that period. A time when her womb would cry to be filled and bred. To create more of her kind. If that was even possible. Hybrids like herself were a rarity and not enough study had been done on their breeding to publish papers.<br/><br/>She offered the larger mammal her hand. “This way, m’lord.”<br/>