Every comfort

Lia smiled at her Mistress, already filing away the plan to make her a seaweed concoction to soak her paws into. Briar’s paws would always be tough, with the wear and tear applied to one who was always on their feet, but a bit of soothing could still go a long way. The topic moved to the Hallows, and Briar would add on something else - that was news to Lia. “Oh!” she said, "I’ve never been up high before, I can’t even imagine what that view would be like” she admitted. Wishing, wishing that time would arrive that they could go to the Hallows together.

As for the other topic… her reaction was humourly similar to Art - in that she was shocked and surprised at the ease of which Lia could talk or suggest pleasuring them. She had never before had Masters that shied from the topic before. She moved her paws back to her own side of the bedding, and gave Briar a moment to compose herself again. “It’s just sex, My Lady, its nothing to ashamed about. But, if you don’t wish to practice, I’m sure we can talk theory instead?” she offered.