<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/>Rose stared wide eyed at the tall rodent who had put his fingers to her muzzle to silence her. Not an unfamiliar method of silencing her for a moment but what helped to further silence her was the manner and speech that Lamont had. Born of common birth she’d never had a chance to interact with those above her station much. To be standing trying to converse with one of those now was daunting. Even if this fur was supposedly on her level because he had been won in a fight against Rein they were not equals. Could never be equals.<br/><br/>“I-it’s ok,” she mumbled slowly, trying to slow herself. Her ears flattened back against her skull and her mismatched eyes looked away.  “I-I’ll get them. You should head into the staging area by the arena. The food is almost ready.” She quickly stepped back curtsied and moved towards the door. She’d been trained to remember her place. Her entire life was a constant reminder that a commoner, a poor kid who grew up in the warrens, had no right interacting with those of noble birth. Even in the workshop she’d been fortunate enough to get into they had made it clear the importance of hierarchy. Lamont despite his current situation as being bound to Rein was supposed to be on her level. The joke though was on Rose if she thought that they were still on equal footing. Lamont had probably had teachers and studies and opportunities. Rose had never had a formal education and after learning to read had devoted herself in the workshop to making things. Things that would maybe one day earn her a glimmer of the respect the upper echelon’s held on a day to day.<br/><br/>Rose rounded the door and being much lighter than the doe bounced off her. She looked up at her fellow tiered fur and gave a weak smile. “Is practice over? Please tell everyone I’ll have everything laid out in a moment. I just need to fetch the refreshments.” Her normal chipper attitude was much more subdued, as if the coffee had already run through her system. With the doe standing the door as tall and as opposing as Lamont she really couldn’t move. Trapped between the proud noble of birth and the prideful and stubborn fighter Rose felt small and inconsequential. That she was just a servant among the greats. This really was where she belonged. Serving her betters.  “E-excuse me.” She slipped by Izzy walking away towards the wine cellar. The Alpha would be waiting. Onyx and Rein would be waiting. Waiting on the dutiful servant that Rose had been groomed to be.<br/>