Behavioral corrections

"Are we far away yet?" Insisting to walk alongside the mules, the half animal speaks to the Human as Kohl nods. He was chewing on a neem bark that he'd found in the woods.

"Yes, very."

"Okay." Lucien was talking to Kohl as if they were equals, and Kohl wasn't here to accept that behavior.

Suddenly, instead of striking the mules, Kohl strikes the male with the cane on his back. He was wearing the lightest of clothes as the red bruise immediately showed on his skin.

"What's the big idea—!?" Lucien shouts, turning around to face Kohl who was quite literally in his face.

"Do you remember anything about the rules, boy?" The former King of Werewolves furrows his eyebrows. With a nod, he turns back to look ahead of himself. He almost trips on a rock, Kohl sighs at his lost intuition.

"You have a lot to learn, Lucien." He's heard the words for the fifth time today.

"Couldn't you tell me what I must learn as my master, master." Kohl could sense Lucien's attitude as if it was written on air.

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