Careful It’s Carnivorous

Relm only flashed Irilyth a look as she nearly begged her to take the meadowsweet. She couldn’t say she didn’t consider it this time, but no. She still refused. She was much larger and probably stronger than the healer, though probably not like this. She wouldn’t have laid down and let the woman force it in her mouth though.

Irilyth continued, the pain in the after care was far worse than the making. And Relm had really started to rethink her decisions. But somehow the pain in battle, being bit and clawed up was like a high for her. She didn’t like to be touched generally, even the slightest touch in passing. And hadn’t liked what Alastor did to her, and not now with Irilyth treating her. She suffered through the worst of the pains, and she would pick herself back up mentally afterwards like nothing had happened.

With a quiet and heavy breath, Irilyth had finished her work but worried more about what Relm refused to speak about. Relm’s back legs shifted and tucked under her belly, she assumed a clear sign of not wanting Irilyth to look further. "No." she stated bluntly to needing contraceptives. But her eyes left the small healer shyly as she gave it more thought. She had been mentally present with Alastor, she knew Manea had stopped him before he was able to finish. But she was completely out of her body when Kefka had her. She sighed closing her eyes and wondering if she even had to worry about contraceptives. "Can..." Relm was incestual of Kefka and Agria, and she didn’t know of the cursed possibilities that could have brought on her. Without Alastor over her shoulder, she questioned, "My father was my mother’s son so do I really have to worry about that?" her voice was edged on irritated. She genuinely wanted to know but she was also ready to get up and get out of Manea and Alastor’s den before they made it back here.

"Relm"