“Unbelievable! Master Evan eximed throwing his hands up and grabbing his head.


    “We will not survive this,” Master Kein moaned sinking next to Master Damien.


    It was hrious. They were all upset and it was so silly. Iughed out loud. They Laughed with me.


    “The ve will be the death of us,” Master Bane said holding his side and chuckling.


    This wasn’t funny to them. It was serious. Our Laughter subsided and they were all looking at me


    warily.


    “Remember when Ronal told us this morning that he remembered human ves having a child,


    Damien,” Master Evan said. “He seems to know about the human ves thate to the mountains.


    We should find out if our cousins from the red mountains had the same..


    Master Evan faltered and the internal conversation took over. Being bonded to me was not necessarily


    a problem, he did not want to phrase it as such. It wasn’t normal and it did pose a challenge, though.


    “Perhaps,” Master Christof stated gesturing toward the sky, “they have not been honest with us.”


    The internal conversation took over. This may happen more than anyone knew. If it happened, no


    Warrior would admit it.


    We started back toward a different ce suddenly and as a group. Master Damien needed to talk to


    Ronal.


    We walked briskly through therge hallways. We moved through thebyrinth of tunnels toward the


    opposite side of the mountain where Ronal worked.


    Ronal and his Brothers had been free Warriors, just Like Damien and his Brothers. One of Ronal’s


    Brothers had been killed. The four wounded family members limped home to theirpound and


    waited to die. The women had picked them up and brought them to the mountains.


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    Ronal and his remaining Brothers had slowly healed. Their owners in the mountains had told them men


    could survive losing a Brother. Such talk was unheard of in thepound, which is why they were


    removed from there.


    We walked into a huge hall that seemed like a factory. Master Damien walked us through the


    commotion to the center where Ronal stood.


    “Damien,” the other man acknowledged my owners, “good to see you. Come to visit the sorting room


    have you?”


    The men were very busy around us, putting pieces of rough metal of various shapes into different bins.


    They weighed, measured, and examined each piece carefully. It was quite a production.


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    ..le‘’d like to talk tonight,” Master Damien said.


    “My Brothers and I would be happy to, Damien,” Ronal answered. “Your ve could provide


    entertainment,” he offered.


    My owners were shocked. No man ever requested such a thing of another’s ve.


    “Come now,” Ronalughed, “we have seen many ves here. They all have a talent for entertaining


    us. Does this one? We wish somepensation for our evening.”


    I swiveled my hips experimentally. Yes, I could still dance, even with the belly.


    “You see,” Ronal pointed, “the ve is bursting to show her skills. It’s settled,” he said smiling.


    Master Damien thought it best to spell out exactly what skills I would be showing Ronal and his


    Brothers. Best leave no room for confusionter.


    “The ve will dance for us,” Master Damien stated, “but only we touch our ve.”