<excerpt>[I have the same right to judge your pet, as either of you have
to pass judgement on me or the Korrat.], he was acting out of reflex, out
of anger. This was not the response of someone in control of his wits.
The felinid was off balance, and with just a little bit more prodding he
would fold.
</excerpt>
"The Korrat?" said Tr'Lawsh calmly, ignoring the 'pet' comment. "Isss
that what you call yourrr masssterrrss. Cowarrrdss is morrre
apprrroprriate. What prrromisses did they give you to make you bleed and
die while they watched, sssafely hidden. Oh, I have no doubt they
trrreat you with honorrr, Horrrtha. I would to, if I wanted you to go
and fight forrr my amusement. I wonderrr if they take betsss on which of
you will live and die. They crrreated you afterrr all, so they ssshould
know how you'll perrrforrm." She stopped there, wondering how he would
react to that last comment.
[You lie! The Korrat have always been fathers and mothers to us. They would not use
our blood for amusment. You lie!!], he was starting to sound just a bit desparate.
{response}
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