[M][P] And the bodies hit the floor.

Bambi Lafron · 03-21-2012, 09:20 PM

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Bambi looked at the cat, then the male. She rubbed her eyes with her paws, trying to clear the fogginess from her vision. Her head was pounding, almost as hard as cardiac organ in her chest. The cat had a beautiful, snow coloured coat. His gold eyes burned brightly as the setting sun reflected off of them. When she looked back up at the man through clear eyes, she saw that he was equally as beautiful.

The luperci infected aussie felt over her torn up legs, giving a short yelp of pain. She wasn't sure why she did it. She had never done it before.. But at the moment, it had felt like the only thing to do. Her normally white leg fur was tainted with splatters a blood. Her first thought was what a thorn in the paw it was going to be to get out. There were four scratches on each thigh, deep and long. The fur around the injuries was matted with red body fluid. However, when she sat up some, her mind was drawn to the two critters near her. She couldn't even imagine what they thought about the cuts..

"She.. She would not let me take her to a medicine man." Wept the canine hopelessly. After a few more whimpers and yelps of sadness, she pulled herself back together. She didn't know where the white feline had gotten the name 'duck', but some what liked the sound of it. The roughness of the cat's tongue against her fur gave her some comfort- Drawing her back to all the time where Nana had done this.

Bambi reached out and smoothed back the cat's ears, sighing lightly. It was soft, just as her feline mother's. She couldn't allow herself to cry anymore.. At least not right now. Later on she would most likely have an even worse break down, but for now, she had to stop herself. The wolf that had her seemed broken up himself, and she owed him. She changed her position to ensure she wouldn't be making him to uncomfortable, laying her head on his lap again and looking up at him. She extended her other paw out towards his face, bringing it in slowly to touch his soft cheek. "What troubles you?" She asked, gazing up at him with caring eyes. "You soothed me.. I feel wrong and ashamed if I do not return the favor." She looked down at her scratched thighs, then back up. The female leaned up, licking his maw softly to reassure him that it was okay to talk. She had never really 'kissed' someone before.. For she didn't really have the chance back in camp. The males and females were, for the most part, separated. Besides, the slave masters wouldn't like having their sacrifices' innocence being stolen.

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