Scraps
Sirius
07-20-2021, 04:37 PM
She laid still while Sirius came over to help finish closing up her wounds, trying her best to not flinch or tense too much under his touch. She was hyper aware of his presence beside her even though he hadn't done anything yet that would make her think that he would hurt her. It was just difficult to combat years of abuse with logic. She tried to just focus on other things instead like the sting of her open skin as he applied the herbs and closed the edges together, gritting her teeth from the aching pressure it caused. It was necessary and she would never complain, but that didn't make it pleasant.
He continued to call her "little one" which was surprisingly endearing. She had been called many things - slave, girl, bitch, servant - but "little one" was a new one. Very rarely did the men that purchased her ask for her name, but that's what he did while he was tending to her, making her glance back at him with genuine surprise. Looking back at the fur between her paws, her ears flicked back shyly. "It's Iris, sir," she replied after a moment. "But you can call me whatever you'd prefer."
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