"And what do you mean by that?" Daphne asked. She knew that there was more to what he was saying. "What could you possibly know that we would have to worry about?"
"You suppose to know a grrreat deal about my kind, but you know little. You have merrrely scrrratched the surrrface. We arrre not the simple crrreaturrres that you mistake us forrr. Ourrr situation, like ourrr culturrre, is farrr morrre complicated that you can grrrasp.", he answered with spite. "You hate us because we do not conforrrm to yourrr standarrrds of morrrality norrr do we follow the same sense of honorrr as you do. How big of yourrr kind to embrrrace diverrresity, only to sit in judgement of otherrr ways.
You see, Commanderrr, my childrrren are safe with my clan. Howeverrr, by holding us you have only condemned us to a death befitting that of a trrraitorrr."
"Ssso, the animal hasss a tongue," sneered Tr'Lawsh. "Yourrr people arrre butcherrrss, killing and dessstrrroying on the orrrderrss of yourrr masssterrrss holding the leash, and you call the Federrration hypocrrritess? You know so little of honorrr, yourrr ignorrrance isss assstouding. And although you live, yourrr childrrren arrre condemned to a life of slaverrry and death." Her voice softened - she really did feel for his cubs. "You werrre made forrr a purrrposse, to fight in the arrrena forrr yourrr masssterrr'ss amusssement. Thossse cubsss of yourrrss arrre no differrrent. To yourrr masssterrrss, yourrr cubsss arrre prrroperrty, an assset to be usssed orrr disscarrrded at theirrr whim. You arrre a genetically engineerrred rrrace, brrred forrr theirrr endsss, theirrr purrrposssess. Yourrr cubsss arrre sssimply a numberrr on an accounting sheet forrr them, morrre sssoldierrrss orrr brrreederrss. At leassst a baby wintharrr will lead a sssafe life on the trrrack." She shook her head again, her eyes sad for the cubs that would die alone in space for masters and reasons they would never know.
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