He couldn't stop staring at her, he didn't want to stop. Even when he let his ears flop over his eyes, blurring them with the long hairs, he couldn't help but watch her backside as she strode down the lines of freshly planted seeds.
It wouldn't work, he told himself. He was a dalpre and she was human. A slave and a free woman. It never would work out.
He still could dream, weeding and planting.
She looked back and their eyes met.
She smiled and slowly turned away.
#mficchat In Fedran, dalpre are humans that were magically grafted into animals to make a slave race. They were used for many centuries until they finally earned their freedom about twenty years before the events in Flight of the Scions.
Dalpre were a foreign concept in the desert and were mostly used in the northern east countries such as Tarsan.
Dalpre are vulerable to mind control and orders, as Maris in Flight shows. They always breed as dalpre, to avoid bastard children.
