Shook hands with the devil

Tamsyn · 09-02-2020, 11:53 AM

Despite the brutal, bloody murder scene they were currently laying in, Tamsyn had never felt more safe and secure than she did right now wrapped up in Resin's embrace. She returned the gentle kiss she was given and followed it up with one of her own. She loved nothing more than being pressed against Resin and she wished the rest of the world would just disappear so they could be alone. She knew that wasn't a possibility right now since they still had to deal with the mess that had been made and figure out how to help the woman that Osmond had left behind, but she wanted that so badly. "I'm not sorry about any of it," she replied just as softly, leaning into Resin's embrace happily despite the fact that it caused blood to be smeared all over her. Osmond deserved what happened to him. He wasn't the only wolf to blame or even the root of the issue, but he was a major player in the scars she wore and the nightmares that plagued her. Now that she knew about Iona's death... she wished she had managed to deal more damage to the bastard herself before Resin got ahold of him.

When Resin pulled back to inspect her for wounds Tamsyn looked up at her lover's single golden eye with a small shake of her head. No, her wounds were nothing serious. A couple of bites that had left a few lacerations on her neck and shoulder - nothing to be overly concerned about. The only reason she had bled so much was the fact that she had sprinted so hard immediately after getting them. Maybe she might have meadow put a little something on them later when they were cleaned up and back in their den for the night just to make sure they didn't get infected, but she didn't want Resin to worry. When the attention was turned toward the woman she had brought here, Tam turned her aquamarine eyes toward the young woman with a small frown. "I don't think so... at least not for any physical wounds." she said softly, still keeping her voice just for Resin alone. Mentally, that might be a different story. Only time would tell just how badly they had scarred her.

She gave Resin one more kiss, this time letting her lips linger for a bit longer and letting more passion mingle in with the affection, before she got back to her paws again. As much as she didn't want to, as much as she just wanted to tend to Resin and get them both cleaned up, she had to make sure this woman was alright. She sympathized with her so deeply and she felt a bit of guilt for the fact that it had been her brother that caused this. She walked back over to where Sirius and the stranger was standing, giving the Warlord a glance before focusing in on the amber-eyed woman. "I'm sorry... I could tell that you're Iona's sister, but I'm not sure what your name is." Once Rhona introduced herself and she at least had a name for her, she went on. "I'm sorry for what happened to your sister and I'm sorry that Osmond put you in this situation. You can tell us more about what happened later if you like, whenever you're ready, but for now I think we all need to rest and get cleaned up." She turned her attention to Sirius then, giving him a curious, questioning look. "Could she stay here?"

"Speech"

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