Shopping took a detour

She was frozen in silence for a long moment as she laid eyes on the massive ivory dappled man. For a moment she prayed that Plague had been telling the truth, that this was a good man. He spoke softly and slowly, full of warm welcome. Dealing with wolves this nice and caring was so different from her whole life. Some had tried to help her, to the point of sacrificing her life for Rava. None had been as convincing or determined to show her a life of freedom. There was apart of her deep inside that wanted so badly to believe what she had happened upon, but trust had to be earned. At least Plague was telling her the truth so far.

”Hello,” she returned softly, her nervousness obvious within her voice but she accepted the two men before her and she didn’t run back out the entrance. What else could she do? She would die if she went back into the wilds right now. Thankfully his introduction wasn’t anything more than that as Plague moved forward and ushered her into a side room with the promise of showing her around tomorrow after some rest. Rava nodded slightly and followed him into her own room. It wasn’t a cage, there were no ropes or chains to bind her.

He told her to make herself comfortable and offered up the space for her to use. She lowered herself to the pile of furs, but jumped slightly when he returned with food, just in case. She looked a little sheepish but offered a slight smile. ”Thank you, goodnight.” Rava offered ever so softly as he backed away and she lowered her head to her paws. Even after everything she felt inexplicably saf where, and fell asleep swiftly.