Soon the two made their way to a large square structure that looked like a yautja style manor. It was huge, had dozens of window openings and had a large set of double doors that squeaked when he opened them.
"Welcome home Aseigan."
"Okay first things first, my name is Anita, Ah-Nee-Tah!"
Kartok raised an eyebrow and nodded, enjoying the flare of anger in those pretty bright orbs.
"Very well Anita." He says emphasising the tah at the end. She rolls her eyes and looks around the building.
Similar to the ship the two arrived in, the house was filled with long corridors and littered with weapons and skulls of different animals. The floors had rugs made of furs and creatures skulls mounted on the walls. As the two made their way through the corridor, Kartok stopped and a door slid open. It looked like a bedroom, more then likely his personal chambers. He walks in with a sigh and unlatches Anita's leash before setting it down and then pointing to the furs on the bed.
"Take some of those and make a bed for yourself." He says.
Anita sighs and pulls a few furs off the huge round stone hard bed and looked around for a place. She eventually decided on the side of the room where a large round window and make a round nest like bed, looking furs on and soon flopping down onto it. Kartok, who watched her, chuckled and stands, motioning her over. Once she comes over, he points to his armor he still wore.
"You will help me with my Awv'asa every morning and every night."
"Your what?" Anita wrinkled her nose.
"Armor. Keep yourself clean at all times. I have a good sense of smell, as does all others on this planet. When your heat cycle begins, tell me and I will procure you some necessities. Am I in any way unclear?" He says.
"No..." She says quietly as she pulls off his heavy armor, dropping it on the dresser by the door, earning a growl from him but she ignored it.
"Go and clean yourself up. We are leaving to purchase food." He says and walks out the door. She sighs, looking to the small door and walking inside.
The lights went on and she whoa'd to herself at the huge tub in the middle of the room. She saw a round metal bowl and a faucet, assuming it was the sink and began to rub her hands and face with the water.
"What are you doing?" She heard and spin around to find Kartok staring at her dumbly.
"Cleaning myself?"
"I meant with soap you little fool." He growls half heartedly and walks up to a metal wall and it opened, revealing cloths and bars of soaps, bottles of different sweet smelling liquids and herbs in bowls.
"This is oomen soap, clean yourself in the tub." He says handing her a bar and a bowl of flower petals.
"But I don't have anything to wear." She says as he walks to the door.
This made him pause, half thinking maybe she should just go nude. His cousins allow their females and males to walk nude. But he shook his head of the thought and sighed, coming out as a clicking growl.
"I will find something." He says and the door shuts behind him.
"Hmph" she hummed and pulled off the dress.
The water that sat still in the tub rippled with contact of her skin and she sighed. It was so warm, she couldn't help but sink deep into the pool. She was at her tippy toes when she realized it was made for them, not her and she was a good two feet too short for the bottom. She stayed near the edge, a soap bar in hand and flower petals on the edge of the tub to rub on it her hair, washing herself as she hummed a small tune, enjoying the nice bath.
After cleaning herself and running the petals in her hair, she smiled, content she was clean enough to relax for a minute before Kartok returned. It had been so long since she bathed in a tub that she didn't want to get out. But she did, sliding the rough material around her body and another in her hair.
As she stepped out of the bathing room, Kartok stepped into the chamber, stopping short as he caught view of her body. Those scraps of cloth were meant for someone his size, dwarfing her in it as she padded through the doorway to the room. He could barely see her legs and yet, he still felt a strange urge to pull it off of her and see what else she held beneath the cloth. Her skin glistened brightly with the soft droplets of water that resided on her, the scent of the flower petals which he smelled often, smelled even sweeter when mingled with her natural musk. Her hair which clung to her naked back and neck curled and shined naturally, making him long to touch it. When she saw him, she froze on the spot, for he was glaring at her like he wanted to eat her. He had a cloth in his hand so she assumed it was for her, walking up and holding out her hands.
"You gonna stare or you gonna give it to me... master?" She asks icily.
He jumped a bit when she spoke, his body going warmer when she said master in that sick voice. She looked up at him as innocently as she could though there was fury and wariness in her eyes and he nearly roared at her in frustration.
"Get dressed, we will leave soon." He says dropping the cloth in her hands and walking away stiffly, out the door and down the hall to his weapons room where he stored his more proud trophies and favorite weapons.
Anita hummed as she watched him leave quickly, but shrugged and pulled on the white dress that was all but exactly the same as the one she sore when she arrived, though this one had markings on the shoulders and left breast.
"Must be his clan symbol." She deduced and dried her hair as best she could combing the strands out and shaking it a bit to let it dry naturally before setting the strips of cloths by the window to use again. Then she walked out and found Kartok by the door waiting for her. When he saw her in his clan's symbol, it made him feel better. She didn't have to be branded to be his.
"Lets be off." He says ushering her out the door to the market.
Kartok huffed for what seemed as the fortieth time since leaving his hut and it has only been an hour. The damn female had to stop at every venue that sat along the large market street. Some males looked at Anita while she stopped at the venues, others simply continued with their business. Kartok could have yanked her along by her collar, but he wanted her to trust in him as a generous and kind master so she would be loyal and dutiful. Plus, he enjoyed the little twinkle of curiosity in her eyes when she stopped to look at things. Kartok growled to himself as he tapped his foot impatiently, watching her and the surroundings at once.
Total of five males were staring at Anita, two of which were not in good terms with the warrior and it made his blood boil seeing them eyeballing his property. It made him shake the chain, getting her attention and motioned her to follow with a nod of his head. She reluctantly did so, walking behind him with her head down. As the two walked, she saw Kartok slow and did the same, peeking up and seeing the two males from before walking towards him.
"Guntog, Brukos." He greeted the two males with pats on their shoulders.
"Good news Kartok, my female has caught her heat. She is being impregnated as we speak. We will have ooman pups soon." Guntog says.
"Good for you my friend. And what of yours Brukos, is she being tame?"
"I wish. Perhaps we can trade females. She kicked me in the shin when I ordered her to cleanse herself and said something in oomen language. I believe it was an insult." Brukos says glancing back behind him. That's when Anita saw a chain on his waist.
"You bet your ass it was, you crab faced motherfucker!" She heard and gasped. She knew that foul mouth.
"Sam?"
At the sound of her friends voice, Sam whipped around Brukos and her mouth hung open for a moment. Then the two raced towards each other and glomped each others arms.
"Oh my god your alive! I thought I'd never see you again!" Sam says as the two pulled away, still hugging.
"I was so worried about you."
"Oh you'll never guess what happened?" She says pulling away.
"What?"
"Trish is here too."
"Really?"
"Yeah, this black fucker has her."Sam says crossing her arms and pointing to Guntog.
"He put her in some mating program like she's fucking ling ling the panda." This made Anita laugh and hug her again.
"I'm so happy your ok. You are ok right?" Sam asks glaring up at Kartok, who simply raises an eye ridge at the female and blinks.
"Yeah I'm fine. Are you?"
"Oh sure, this guys a total dipshit when it comes to humans."
"See, that word again. I do not understand but I know it is an insult!" Brukos growls pointing to Sam. Sam looks back at Anita with a raised eyebrow and frown, making her laugh again.
"Well I'm glad your ok. I missed you."
"Me too."
"Come, we must be on our way." Kartok says.
"Already?" Anita says as Sam latched to her arm and glaring up at Kartok.
"We still need to prepare the food and I must see my father before the sun goes down. Now say goodbye to your friend." He says. Anita rolls her eyes and shrugs, hugging Sam as the two yautja spoke.
"Let us schedule a day to get our oomens together and they can socialize. It is healthy for them to be around their own kind." Guntog suggests.
"Yes, that sounds reasonable." Kartok says as the two part ways and he nods to his friends before walking away.
Anita followed, smiling sadly at Sam who was all but yanked away by Brukos and gone. She sighed deeply and put her head down, touching the furs on the sack she held as they walked. Kartok saw her face and frowned. She was suddenly so saddened, was it her friend? Were they that close? He felt a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach and sighed.
"Do not fear for your friend, Brukos is kind to his pets." Kartok says patting her shoulder as they stop and he looks down at her.
"Oh, that makes me feel so much better." She glared up at him, causing his mandibles to twitch as he wanted to smile in return at the adorable angry look.
He simply continued down the street, purchasing fruits that wouldn't be harmful to Anita and began their way home. Anita felt better knowing Sam was alive and well and Trish was... well, alive. She couldn't wait for the next time she saw her friend, smiling to herself a bit as the two head back home. He instructed her on where to put the things he bought and then told her to stay indoors while he went to see his father.
"He does not approve of oomens as pets. It is safer for you to stay. I will return soon." He says, reaching a hand out to touch her hair but paused when she stiffened up. He sighed and backed away, walking out and locking the door behind him leaving her behind.