Kane nodded, his face once again grim and inscrutable as always. "As you wish, my lord." Ferrain nodded, paused for a second with a look of slight exasperation at the blank deference of his underlings. "By all means, you needn't supress your own judgement or consult with the slave, Master Kane," he continued, "Just see that the girl here doesn't end up scratching the eyes out on one of the new ones, you understand?" He looked almost entreating -- it was clear Kane was a respected opinion in the K'Ral stables.
The scarred trainer nodded. "Certainly, my lord. It will be as you say." Ferrain nodded once, glanced at Kane again, and looked somewhat more satisfied with himself. "Excellent. Very good. Now then..."
The bearded owner turned to look directly at Sharon now. "Vulpina. That's to be your name now, understand?" He glanced sideways at Keba quizzically, "She does understand our tongue, right?" to which Keba nodded. "Right then, Vulpina, your presence is no longer required here. After the last dinner gong tonight, report to the front gates to attend Master Kane on his trip to the slave markets this evening. Also take note that you will be assigned new quarters here in the compound for the purpose of team training and treatment by the good Doktor and his men. For now..
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