purple diamond in the rough

The smell of the cooking meat made Gypsy’s mouth water. Her stomach roared with a mighty desire to consume the food that was coming her way. If she got any sort of beating or abuse out of this experience, it would be worth it if she could finally fill her stomach. It had been days since she’d eaten anything substantial. While tied to the tree, Gypsy had eaten a few blades of grass simply to keep her stomach from raging. The meat though… that’s what her stomach really wanted.

Indigo moved forward and in the excitement of the incoming food, she didn’t even shrink away from him. Unfortunately, he didn’t offer her the food immediately, instead insisting that she dry off more. Furs were dropped around her and the small woman pulled them over her body, only her head and front paws still able to be seen. She hoped that this would satisfy the man so that she could finally eat.

Once the food was delivered and placed before her, Gypsy inhaled the meat as though it was her last meal. For all she knew, it could be. The instant that the warm, delicious meat hit her stomach, she began to feel queasy. The pale fae stopped chewing and allowed her stomach to acclimate to the sudden barrage of food. During that time, her keen ears picked up the words of Duchess. ‘It’s worse than it appears.’ Mismatched ears tucked for a moment. No doubt they were talking about her. There wasn’t anything that she could do or say about it, so she went back to eating.

In time, Duchess took her leave. Gypsy merely turned her head an inch, listening as the other woman left the room. That left her and Indigo alone together. It made her a little uneasy, but not enough to react to it. She hadn’t been able to finish all of the meat. Her stomach was bulging with as much as she had managed to consume. Being full combined with the warmth of the fire and the comfort of the fur was slowly lulling the young woman into a state of sleep. Though she couldn’t see, Gypsy could feel the warmth of the fire drying out her eyes. She closed the milky, silver orbs and nestled deeper into the furs. She would be content to stay here for the rest of her life.