Give me Whumpees that are less defiant and more resilient. They’ve taken their licks. They know the rules. They’ve survived and they will survive. Because they’ve given up their dignity long beforehand.
If the master says beg they beg. They might even do a good job at it if they’re experienced enough. They know just how much to scream. How to breathe. How to weather the storm.
But they don’t know how to live. To laugh. To open up. They deflect. Or are short and to the point. They survive.
Resilient whumpees
