by Alvery on December 29th, 2010, 5:57 am
The wind bit into Alverys' white cheeks and blew her dark brown hair across her face. Her cat like eyes scanned the crowd going about their daily business. She sighed as she followed behind the slave trader. She was hoping someone would pick her today. It had been years sense she had had a master to call her own. Aalvery had her head down so she hadn't noticed that the slave trader had stopped to talk to a man. By the time she did notice she had nearly walked right into him. With a surprised gasp she stepped back so she couldnt hear their conversation. She glanced up every now and then. She noticed that the slave trader was pointing to her a lot and the other man was nodding along. She could only hope that this man was to be her new master.