Together We Stand Tall

The alabaster and ebony woman would open her eyes. The sound of crows and other birds called in their wake, and she would give a small cough. Though she was still in a lot of pain, all she wished was for Felicien to be alright even though he had as many injuries as she. The smell of their blood surrounded her nostrils as she weakly stood up, nudging the brute's cranium gently and giving him a lick on his cold, ebony nose. Despite the wounds that the femme bore, her one good eye still held life as she was stronger than some may suspect. She sat down, her tail wrapped around her bodice as she looked to the sky, the sun shining over the horizon, shifting her gaze over to the dead body of the mountain lion that was of no threat to them anymore, and she was happy to say the least. The damn monster that took her little sister's eyesight from her, as well as tearing her ear and slashing one of her eyes rather angered her. Though, to think that her sister would not be able to see anymore left a pang in her heart.

"Are you alright, Feli?" She would ask, her voice rather calm. Though it still held pain, she did not care about it, and she at least knew she wouldn't die from them as long as she got them cleaned up from a stream. It would help her nonetheless. "We should really get our wounds cleaned before they become infected," the dame would say, a small smile spreading across her maw. She did have a feeling for Felicien and hoped that he, too, would have the same feelings she had for him.