In the Interim

Think of the devil and he shall appear. From behind her, Aliana heard the gruff voice of Chimera demand to know what she was up to. The small fae nearly jumped out of his skin, turning to face her owner in a hurry—and staring in shock at the state of him. Chimera was covered in blood, the viscous fluid clinging to his fur and matting it in places. There could be no question to what he had been up to after slaking his sexual lusts with her. Something had lost its life to him. Ali bowed her head to him, her ears meeting her skull while she greeted him.

"Oh! Hello, Sir, welcome home." She glanced behind her at the rectangle formed from the sticks. "I was thinking I might try to build something useful for us in my downtime." Aquamarine eyes turned back to meet his, keeping her head lowered while she searched his expression to gauge whether he was angry with her. "I know Lady Siren loves her flowers and herbs, so I thought I'd build a beehive. The bees could help grow her garden, and provide honey for us to use for treats." Aliana hoped he wouldn't be upset with her for wasting her time on this project of hers. Then again, Chimera didn't need a reason to use her. She was just trying not to provoke the brute, especially not after what she'd seen him do to Viper.

Ali's eyes moved from his to the crimson covering his coat, more visible on the white than the black, but still equally as sticky and shiny on the ebony fur. "Would you like a bath, or a massage, Sir? Or something to help you unwind after your... activities?" she asked, taking a single step closer to him. Anticipate his needs. Keep him content. No oils or perfumes, just water and her paws. She had learned her lesson the last time. Plus he looked like he was still tense, and she hadn't gotten the chance to really soothe him yesterday. If anything, he looked more wound tight now after his hunt.

"Aliana"