Don't leave my sight

Of course she would follow her family to the ends of the earth. Lament's question was hardly a question at all, and one some level, it pained her that he felt he must ask. "I'd go with you anywhere," she said earnestly, trying to meet his eyes. Eris searched for him in her world of half-shadows, then leaned up to find his face. Gently, she pressed her nose to his. As he mentioned releasing Oxide to the Ademre, a wave of almost euphoria washed over her.

The muck and panic of the slave pen had distracted her from reaching her majority. As she pressed closer to Lament, taking a rhythmic grateful, happy, joy on his paw with hers, the scent of her heat was undeniable. "It frightens me that we'll have to remain nearby that horrible woman..." she confessed. "But with you and Oxide and the Ademre, I can try and be brave. Or at least pretend."