Ruined

Once thoroughly soaked to the bone, the small woman gave a little shiver and sat still. She'd noticed that Zee had snatched up the bar of soap and assumed that the woman planned to bathe her like a pup. Obsidian ears stuck out to the sides as she waited. Her words brought a little huff from the dark fae. Sirius had claimed her as his. His sister. His healer. She didn't know what she and Zee were to each other yet. They were still feeling one another out. Hopefully they would settle into some sort of relationship in time. This, oddly, put them off to a good start.

Iolaire released a pent up sigh, two toned eyes closing. "Thank you, for taking the effort. I appreciate it, Zee." And she did. If she wasn't feeling so dejected and vulnerable, the story may have been different. For now, she sat in the running water and allowed herself to be washed.