Ruined

Zee couldn't help but laugh softly as the other woman sulked away towards the directed stream, her smile remaining upon her face even after the sound was gone. "Sirius has claimed you as his own, and thus you are my own. Now shush and let me take care of you." Her words were not at all unkind and her tone was joking and friendly. She stepped down into the water after her and watched as Io retrieved her own soaps from her bag. Zee's ears perked, and she moved to sneak in and snatch the bar from the rock it was deposited on. While Io wet her pelt, Zee sat in the stream waiting and watching until she was ready to lather herself. Once the moment came, she'd move to gently run the soap along the woman's pelt if she'd let her.