"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.
"We arrre not the ignorrrant pets that you arrre. I am surrre that you came up with
that theorrry all on yourrr own... with the help of yourrr ape masterrrs. We arrre
awarrreof ourrr herrritage. While it is not commonly known, ourrr elderrrs, and a
select few, have known for quite some time. We keep the secrrret until the day that
we can make ourrr own destiny. Until that day, we do what we must.", he answered
angrily. There was most definately something to these creatures that no one knew, or
suspected.
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