You're being rescued, please to not resist

Silence fell between them again, but to Rava the world was timeless. She was captured and at that moment was when everything stopped. There wasn’t anything left, no reason to keep going nor keep track of time. Steely eyes were downcast, though unbound she made no move to flee. Her fight was gone, her life was over. Rava glanced up at the massive marked man, his attention on the pack he was carrying. He pulled out water and a bite to eat, showing her that it was safe as he took a drink and a bite before he kindly offered both to her. Rava had seen ‘kindness’ before but she couldn’t let herself trust it. The last kindness she truly accepted was from Saia when she gave her own life so that Rava might go on and be free.

The galactic marked woman tried not to think of her one true friend very often, but there was something about Plague that reminded her of that sweet sweet woman. Maybe that was why when she looked up into his vibrant green gaze she felt okay taking the resources from him. She was starving, and despite losing her mental will her body had not. Her stomach roared as she looked to the dried jerky and despite herself she shuffled forward, thankful he had given her space to do so. She hated the thought but she had to give it to him, Rava was beginning to doubt her own hesitancy.

Rava nearly swallowed the whole piece of jerky in one massive chunk before moving to the water and gulping it down. She took no time to finish and make her slight retreat when he drew close again. He didn’t do anything to her when she shied away, that inaction spoke volumes to her tortured soul. She blinked in surprise as he spoke then, he was freeing her. For a moment her heart couldn’t believe what he said, he looked too much like the slavers that kept and used her, she knew where and what she would be used for and death seemed preferable. Plague was different though, in so many ways.

Her glittering ear twitched as he spoke of his original intentions. He’d not come for her specifically rather a womb to use in general because he wasn’t able to make children with his husband. Her eyes widened slightly as she took that fact in. Another difference between this man and the ones who kept her captive, they all had a dark taste for women. Plague apologized for her involvement at all but he was not the wolf that captured and bound her. He was the one that freed her.

Plague went on, not only would he free her, but if she wished she could stay with the pair of them even after he dismissed his original plans for her. Rava knew it would be difficult to trust him, but he was more genuine than anyone she had ever met. Taking her chances with him were much better than trying to duck slavers until she returned to the desert. If she could return to the desert. ”I’ll come.” She returned softly, tail between her legs and her form still cowering, but she met his gaze and kept it. A sign that progress was being made. If she really was free, she could leave when she was recovered, if she wasn’t… at least she had an idea of the future she could expect. She hoped.