oh making bad decisions

Dalila held her in tandem, grooming the backs of her ears as she tried to understand what she had found, why she hadn’t come home last night. The thought easily would have caused more tears but Siren was already dehydrated and cried less and less but she still felt the emotions heavy against her eyes. The motions were rhythmic and helped to stabilize the girl but more than anything she wanted to be home in her bed. Dalila catered to her will and oh so carefully carried her to the den. Siren was jostled as much as was expected, but her aches were not aggravated.

Siren sunk into the bed, most of the sand long gone from her pelt. She curled in on herself, pain radiated outward and she grit her teeth in the aftermath. She was left alone for only a moment as Dalila brought her some fresh water, something she sorely needed. Siren lifted her head, still feeling dizzy but better now she was in the dark of the den. The girl drank deeply from the vessel, very nearly finishing all that was offered as Dalila asked her again what happened.

The woman was already doing her examination, starting at the front of her. Tiberius had been kind in that he had not broken her skin, there was no open wound to be found. All of her injury was much deeper, though Dalila had the skill to realize even if Siren said nothing. "I was summoned by a water spirit.” She told her softly, never really knowing what Dalila’s experience with the other world was like. "He..” she was reminded of when Dalila told her that Chimera had had his way with her. Was this how Dalila had felt then? Emotions boiled up again as she stuck on her words she couldn’t bring herself to say what she let him do to her. He was a powerful water demon, and she still felt guilt and shame. She should have never left the island.

"Siren Primrose Klein"