[PRP] House Keeping (Thulile & Desdemona)

[MangoMeow]

A couple weeks had passed since she'd first arrived here. Desdemona still wasn't happy about being here, but... at least she had stopped verbally attacking everyone. She had even conceded to doing some of the Thrall chores, though she mentally told herself it was to take the load off of Thulile's shoulders.. at least a bit. She would never admit that it had more to do with an earlier confrontation with Hjalmar than anything else.

At the moment, the lioness was dragging a few pelts outside to shake out. Honestly, Hjalmar was more of a lazy lug than anything else! Yes, he was recovering and she had assumed that it was due to melancholy over his eye (hmph, in her opinion, he deserved it) but now that some time had passed, he had instead moved to disappearing at odd times of the day!

Which was a mixed blessing, to be fair. It meant that she was left relatively alone, aside from Thulile, and she didn't mind the other lioness' company, skittish as she was. No, the problem came in the fact that he left such a mess for them to clean up.

She grumbled quietly to herself as she started brushing the dirt and grime away from the furs. Did they not teach their Reavers to take care of their own home? No wonder they catch Thralls if they can't take care of it themselves!

SilverLutz

 

[SilverLutz]

While the dark Thrall had at first been scary and intimidating, Thulile had come to enjoy having someone else around. Hjalmar was out and about more frequently as of late, leaving her alone at the den. At least now she'd have some one to talk to even if Desdemona complained about the work and grumbled under her breath from time to time. She could understand why, of course, so she never said a word against it.

Humming to herself, Thulile returned from the hunting grounds with a bit of blood still on her paws and maw. She had taken part in a hunt to bring in a large kill and once the other Thralls had taken their share, she had pulled off a decent sized leg to bring back to Des. Hjalmar was out and it was just the two of them, so this would be more than enough.

She spotted her fellow Thrall outside the den cleaning some pelts and she quickened her pace a bit, glad that she hadn't finished the work yet. She would definitely help her out!

"Wow, you've got a lot done," she said as she set down the zebra leg, peering into the den. "Looks like you've done most of it, actually."

MangoMeow

 

[MangoMeow]

Her ear flicked towards Thulile as she arrived, but Des continued with her work until the other Thrall spoke to her. Pelt still grasped in her mouth, she turned and raised an eyebrow at her, before kind of awkwardly shrugging and letting the pelt drop by her feet so she could speak.

"I guess," she snorted, "maybe it just looks that way because the den has become a mess ever since Hjalmar," she refused to call him Master, "came back." She chose to ignore that he technically came back with her and having three lions all living in a den did tend to make things messier than usual.

Shaking her head, Desdemona looked over at the zebra leg and hummed, "Good hunt, I see?"

SilverLutz

 

[SilverLutz]

Thulile gave a quiet laugh and nodded in agreement. Having one lioness in a large den like this wasn't bad, but having the male who lived in it return along with a second Thrall...well. Things had gotten pretty cluttered pretty fast. Des was doing a great job making it tidy, though, and Thulile thought she was settling into her role nicely despite the dislike of her capture.

"A great hunt," she admitted, nudging the leg forward towards her fellow Thrall. 'I think you've earned a break from all that cleaning if you'd like a snack. I figured you'd be pretty hungry after working so hard all day."

MangoMeow

 

[MangoMeow]

Well, she wasn't going to turn down a meal, that was for sure. If there was anything she'd learned while living with her caravan in the rogue lands, it was that you should never turn down food.

So the lioness threw a grateful smile (though it sort of looked more like a smirk, coming from her) at Thulile before walking over, the pelt she was working on cleaning left abandoned to the side for now. It was going anywhere, and she doubted that it would get any dirter just laying there.

"Thanks, I appreciate it." She paused before leaning down to dig in, tilting her head at the other lioness, "Have you already eaten?"

SilverLutz

 

[SilverLutz]

Despite the fact that they were both Thralls, Thulile regarded Des as her superior. The other lioness didn't act like a Thrall, always looking down and saying 'yes sir' or 'no sir'. She always looked Hjalmar in the eye and would even bear her teeth at him from time to time! It was shocking but also impressed Thulile beyond measure as she had no where near the courage Des possessed. Although she had been in the pride longer than the grey female, Thulile often looked to Des for instruction or advice.

"Not yet, but please, don't let that stop you. There's more than enough," she said cheerfully, more than happy to wait for Des to eat a bit before joining in as was proper in the pecking order of things. "Now that I'm back perhaps I can help you clean up if you're not nearly done."

MangoMeow

 

[MangoMeow]

Des eyed her for a moment before shrugging and turning her head to start eating, making a mental note to leave half of it for her. Sometimes she wondered how the other lioness could be so patient about everything, so submissive, but then she'd realize that honestly, she wasn't sure she wanted to learn how, and she would push the thought from her mind. One of these days, she should try to teach Thulile how to have a backbone.

She grunted at her next comment, mouth full of meat that she needed to swallow before she could answer back. Finally, with a gulp, the gray lioness shrugged, "I've gotten some of it, but certainly not all of it." She wasn't even sure it was possible so long as the male Reaver chose to laze about.

Desdemona got lost her in thoughts, simply leaning down to gnaw on her food from time to time, but then turned a look back at Thulile, silently nudging the leg closer to her as well in offer.

SilverLutz

 

[SilverLutz]

As Des said more was left to do, Thulile ducked into the den and began poking around for the areas that had yet to be cleaned. It seemed most of the front of the den was orderly - the area where they slept - and the other Thrall had slowly begun to move to the back where Hjalmar slept. The pile of pelts he had collected was about halfway through being cleaned, so the tan female pulled two out happily to rejoin her companion.

"I think you've done most of it," she said as she dropped the pelts and nudged them into the sun with her paw to start the airing process. "Just that pelt pile, a quick clean of the ground, and then we're done. Should be ready for sleeping again by the time the sun begins to set."

She paused as she noticed Des had nudged the leg closer to her, once again offering her a bite. While she really wasn't hungry guilt nibbled at the back of her neck. It wasn't often that someone was so giving and she knew not to turn down a thoughtful action more than once. Crouching a bit, she did tear off a little mouthful with a small smile of thanks.

MangoMeow

 

[MangoMeow]

The thrall flicked an ear as she watched the other lioness take a small bite, but didn't think too much about the tiny portion she took. She wasn't about to force Thulile to grab more than she was comfortable with.

Instead, she simply hummed in response to her statement about what was left to clean, chewing slowly on the morsel in her mouth. It didn't sound like too much to do, though Des still felt grudging about the whole thing. Maybe if they got these things done fast enough, the two girls could actually enjoy their evening doing whatever they wanted. Not that either would really wander around the pride, of course, but some relaxing after a hard day's work sounded nice. Hjalmar hopefully wouldn't be home until much later.

So, with that in mind, Des swallowed the last of her food and then stood, sighing, "Well, let's get this over with."

SilverLutz

 

[SilverLutz]

Thulile chewed as she worked on shaking out the pelts and swallowed as she spread them out once more on the ground. She hummed as she worked, completely content to clean for their 'master' and for her fellow Thrall, happy to take on the work. She had done it all before, after all, and even though another lioness in the den did mean more to clean, Des had certainly done quite a bit already.

Turning back to the grey lioness she gave her a cheerful grin, nodding in agreement. They could knock this out quickly and have the evening to themselves for a change!

"Two sets of paws make light work," she agreed before diving back into the den, eager to pull out more dirty things to beat them clean. Even if Des didn't care much for the Thrall life, Thulile was glad she was there with her. It wasn't quite so lonely when the other female was around and for that she was grateful.

FIN