Evosi

"Some are born to the life. You'll learn this as you go on, and see all manner of slaves and Owners. Many are made to fit the mold. Some are little more than decorated and overindulged playthings. You will be more. You will be anything you are asked, because you represent my name, and because you were born to this life. Just as I was born to transform little scraps of fur like you into something wondrous."

Master Tiberius did always have a flair for the dramatic, which was particularly interesting as he swiftly beat any impulse to exaggerate or embellish right out of her. For 6 months, Evosi underwent his training. For six months, she learned every skill he could jam into her skull. She learned to prepare tea six different ways, to repair a torn topsail, to balance a household's monthly expenses, to select the best fabrics and negotiate the best prices, to care for a man's beard and a lady's hair. To keep their secrets and their pets and their clothes in good repair. The little fox absorbed the training and its related chastisements like a plant absorbs fresh water, and she grew under his hand. Until the day came that her Trainer circled her as she stood erect, her hands clasping her forearms behind her back.
"It is time. You must be prepared for anything, for you may be bought only for the good of your young body and its uses, or as a cook for a large household, or as a keeper for their horses. And all of these things you must be prepared to execute perfectly."

Evosi went to the auctioneer's dias that very week, and at the tender age of 19 found herself sold to Masters Ajax and Torv. They had not, after all, purchased the vixen for her ripened body, though she would have occasional need to use it in the decade she served them. Rather, Evosi was purchased to make their lives easier in every respect.