This Is Only Part Two
01-15-2014, 11:07 PM
Arietta had hardly gotten used to her new home... the place where her new master had demanded her to stay. Ardens Gl?cies. It was a strange place... with freezing water separating it from the main land. She shuddered. Her whole body had start to go numb from the swim over... and in her tired, frightened state it was a wonder the young woman simply hadn't given up and let herself drown. But no... she made it. There were no other wolves here, from what she could scent. She was alone... and that was likely why Sin chose the place.
The female had made herself a den near the large lake that made up much of the area. It was dug deep into the ground, lined with grasses and other dried plant life. Though it had not been commanded of her, Arietta purposely made sure the den was very large. Easily large enough to support herself, Sin, and then some. The brown female was sure, had Sin seen a smaller den, he would have told her to make it bigger anyway, so save herself that step she went ahead and did that herself.
Since her capture and rape the female moved more timidly than before. Her light blue eyes would dart around nervously every time she poked her head out of the den, constantly on the lookout for the man she viewed as the very devil himself. Arietta feared him... and she would not try and run again. She would not try and seek help. She feared heavily what he would do to her if she did.
Her body was still sore for the incident that happened only a couple days ago. No doubt in her heart it was only the start of that fate... and she shuddered to think of what would become of the whelps he forced her to bear. She knew he would... and that scared her all the more. To think of children coming from her being raised to act like demons.
Arietta would leave her den, crossing the short distance to the lake and lapping at the water. Her body was lowered to the ground, shivering a bit. It was spring, but the air here was colder. The female wasn't particularly fond of the cold... but she didn't have very many choices left in her life anymore.
After drinking her fill Arietta would lay down by the lakeside, head on her paws. Sin's scent, as well as the cursed scent of blood that accompanied his own, still stuck to her coat. Marking her even further as his. A soft sigh would leave the young woman, and she would close her eyes. If she thought she was lonely before... she didn't know loneliness... and now... now she just felt hollow.
The female had made herself a den near the large lake that made up much of the area. It was dug deep into the ground, lined with grasses and other dried plant life. Though it had not been commanded of her, Arietta purposely made sure the den was very large. Easily large enough to support herself, Sin, and then some. The brown female was sure, had Sin seen a smaller den, he would have told her to make it bigger anyway, so save herself that step she went ahead and did that herself.
Since her capture and rape the female moved more timidly than before. Her light blue eyes would dart around nervously every time she poked her head out of the den, constantly on the lookout for the man she viewed as the very devil himself. Arietta feared him... and she would not try and run again. She would not try and seek help. She feared heavily what he would do to her if she did.
Her body was still sore for the incident that happened only a couple days ago. No doubt in her heart it was only the start of that fate... and she shuddered to think of what would become of the whelps he forced her to bear. She knew he would... and that scared her all the more. To think of children coming from her being raised to act like demons.
Arietta would leave her den, crossing the short distance to the lake and lapping at the water. Her body was lowered to the ground, shivering a bit. It was spring, but the air here was colder. The female wasn't particularly fond of the cold... but she didn't have very many choices left in her life anymore.
After drinking her fill Arietta would lay down by the lakeside, head on her paws. Sin's scent, as well as the cursed scent of blood that accompanied his own, still stuck to her coat. Marking her even further as his. A soft sigh would leave the young woman, and she would close her eyes. If she thought she was lonely before... she didn't know loneliness... and now... now she just felt hollow.