welcome to my nightmare
05-22-2021, 07:06 PM
Indigo agreed to take her down the stairs and Gypsy perked up a bit, though she would probably never take on the happy go lucky appearance of a well raised wolf. She perked up even more when he agrees that he could find her a place downstairs. Still, she felt bad for asking. In her mind, she should have been happy with what she was given and mentally berated herself for requesting that Indigo go out of his way to resettle her. He assured her that she could have anything that she wanted and that she was free. It hurt. Those words hurt her. Not because he was cruel, but because he was far too kind. Gypsy didn't feel as though she was deserving of his time and generosity. No one had given her anything in the entire two years that she'd been alive, so why was he so different? Why did he care? His kindness brought tears to her unseeing eyes, but she didn't let them fall. The milky surfaces just got a little more glassy than usual. Indigo went one step further and promised that she could inconvenience him whenever she wished. Gypsy frowned, but nodded, not able to make herself produce any sound. When they were ready to move Indigo assured her again that they would find somewhere suitable for her once they came back in from the courtyard. She stepped up beside him, used to the feeling of his tail on her shoulder to guide her. It was as good as the tether that she'd grown up with. Even though the leash was gone, she still couldn't take off the collar. It was a part of her by now. As she followed Indigo carefully down the stone steps, Gypsy's stomach growled loudly, echoing in the cavernous space. She may as well have roared. Instantly she stopped, ears tucking as embarrassment surged through her. When had she last eaten? "Gypsy"
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**Gypsy's past is full of some extreme abuse. Be warned.**
Indigo may enter any of Gypsy's threads as he sees fit.
Indigo may enter any of Gypsy's threads as he sees fit.