Foster

[Tayui Aston]

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[/html]The sound of movement was reason enough for Tayui to tear her eyes away from the window. She wanted to leave and go outside, but she knew that she would need to take her time recovering if she wanted to do that. Even though she refocused her gaze, the movement of her head was minimal. She was quite certain that the strange memories of being carried involved her trying to move and becoming incredibly nauseous from the small movement.

The other canine in the room said something, but his words were sharp and hurt her head. Tayui flinched at the sound, having forgotten he had entered only seconds ago. She hadn't expected him to say anything, so hearing anything made her head ring in pain. She tried to turn away from the sound, but it only made her more nauseous. He kicked the door shut and it sent another sonic wave of pain through her head. Tayui whimpered, trying not to move anymore, but wanting to get far, far away. This canine was very loud and his actions were antipodous* to helping her.

The wolf leaned in and spoke again. Tayui shrunk, trying to escape the sounds. It took her about fifteen seconds before she was able to process what he'd said. Even then, she didn't want to open her mouth and say anything because she knew it would hurt her more. Moreover, she didn't know if she wanted anything. What would opium do to her? She didn't want something bad to happen, but she also didn't want to just lay here in pain.

"I... don't... know," she whispered. [html]

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* Opposite