Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141030025235/@comment-11457306-20141106230747

Conall cleaned his blade with a cloth Kasra handed him. She stepped in close.

"Don't ever do that to me again, Conall, or you will have more than a rabid wolf on your hands.  I am not yours to command."

"I thought it was a werewolf," he protested.

"I don't care what it was," she growled low in her throat. "Don't treat me like some frail female, because I'm not.  I'm not your luv or your wife or even your mistress.  What's got into you?  You never did that before."

"I apologize, Kasra.  I don't know what I was thinking."

Kasra grunted. "Just see that it doesn't happen again."