Thunderstorm Thunderstorm Go Away
Sirius
07-13-2019, 11:15 AM
It was hard to fear the weather when pressed so snug against the den's wall and Sirius' massive form. Zee settled comfortably beneath the blanket and upon relaxing gave a heavy exhale. The man's fur ruffled outwards around her nose at the air's touch, and she nuzzled it in closer. There was such a stark contrast in this wolf at times, she couldn't help but feel like he was a bird that could fly away at any minute. Tomorrow would he return to his gruff, robotic self? Zee hoped not. She had companionship here in Deathbelle, but all the rules engulfed her in ways that made it so hard to form any intimate attachments. She truly loved her mistress and admired her for her inner strength, but somewhere in the back of Zee's mind rang out that she was merely the Empress' pet - and the fear of making a misstep still held onto her. In traditional relationships when she would fuck something up the worst she could expect was to lose her friends. Being a slave in Ashen meant that she could very possibly lose her life if she was to speak out the wrong way. Sirius would likely be the one chosen to end her, and her mistress would merely find a new handmaiden. She'd be forgotten with no legacy to follow her name. The thought scared her. Zee closed her eyes and breathed in her companions thick scent, taking comfort from it and the heat that radiated out from him. For tonight, she had a friend. All she could hope was that Sirius would not look down on himself tomorrow for choosing to be kind to her. "It's enough for me, too." She said softly, voice heavy with sleep. "Good night, Sirius." -exit via sleeps?- "Speech" "Thinking" "You." |