Ass

Lucien pulled on the reins of the donkey as hard as he could, but the ass was actively trying to refuse any attempts at making it move. It brayed incessantly, and Lucien was driven to the verge of going completely and absolutely mad.

``Damn it, why don't you just move along calmly? Isn't that pack of crap heavy? If you just came along quietly and calmly, it would all be over quickly and you can rest in the stable. Now you're just wasting your efforts fighting against me and extending the amount of time that is needed to move the pack,'' Lucien said to the donkey in desperation as an attempt in convincing it to move.

``Your thought process is flawed, human. My kind may be beasts of burden under your form of slavery, but I am beyond that of a simple burdended beast. Your kind have tricked me into a servitude that I have no ease of escape from, and thus I am merely using one of the finest tools of disobedience that your kind knows -- striking.''

``You... what... you can talk?!'' Lucien ejaculated in surprise, standing there with the reins held loosely in his hands. ``I am not hallucinating, am I?''

``I do not know nor do I care about your delusions and hallucinations. Unhand me before I summon the rest of my kind to revolt completely against you heinous beings. Treating us as slaves just because we appear to be less intelligent than you... ha! We will show you how wrong you fellas have been,'' the donkey replied haughtily.

Lucien just stood there and stared at the donkey, amazed that the latter had spoken to him. He remembered distinctively from his reading somewhere that the vocal construction of the donkey's trachea was unable to generate some of the formants that were required for human speech. That and the different construction of the lips and tongue meant that some of the more common consonants in human speech were also hard to obtain.

Which meant that the donkey couldn't possibly speak to him.

The donkey eyed Lucien and brayed aggressively, startling the former into dropping the reins completely and running off. The donkey licked his lips and carefully turned himself around and started walking back to where they had come from.

Lucien was running through the town and screaming about a talking donkey that he had left behind with his packs, but no one paid any attention to him, treating him as just another ass mouthing itself off.

(Based on an exercise generated by WriteThis - 2014-08-06 17:22:01)