Island of misfit toys

She didn’t know what to think, replace Dalila? She was too caught up on the comment of offering herself in the woman’s stead to even think she could go off on her own and somehow acquire a slave. Siren didn’t want to think about any of it and she leaned into Dalila to try and forget, but her tears betrayed her emotion. Chimera kept his promise, he wouldn’t lay a paw on her again, but the way he looked at her. That accusing stare. What had she done? She almost forgot who she was taking her comfort from, for so long she suffered on her own. Crying to her deer, or in her little alcove alone when she was with Mortis. Now she had Dalila. The one who was always close, and always there for her.

Her tears were taken, but Dalila didn’t hold her, instead they shifted to bed, where Siren had wanted to be since before Chimera had even come inside. She went willingly, her tears already stopped by the time she sunk into the bed and Dalila curled protectively around her. She was held unlike she had ever been before, Dalila’s arms felt safe and she was warm.

Siren pressed against mottled fur, burying her face and clinging desperately. One day and it felt like her whole life was turned upside down. A simple request and she was very nearly relegated to object. Was it just a matter of time before she disagreed so completely with Chimera that she would be thought so equally disposable? The thoughts of Chi and her future were haunting, especially as Dalila spoke, apologetic as she held onto her tiny form and gave careful affections as she vowed her loyalty softly. As long as she could help it Dalila would take anything and everything her brother could dish out.

”Dalila,” Siren whispered her name as she curled against the woman’s chest. She knew she could count on Dalila for anything and especially now that woman proved herself over and over again. She was her closest and only friend, the one she could truy trust the most. The one who put Siren’s desires far and above her own. Did Siren even deserve her? She started to cry again, but it wasn’t because of Chimera scaring her. Siren wrapped her arms around Dalila’s neck and she held her tight, that embrace saying all the words she wished she could. That she wished this wasn’t how things were, that she was the one that was sorry, to say I love you. Dual toned eyes closed tightly and she held onto the woman like she’d never held to anyone before.