Want to play doctor?

Dalila returned the sweet kiss that Siren pressed to her lips, a smile returning to her face once she pulled away and replied with her expression of love as well. Silky fur parted through her claws, the same fur she had spent so much time grooming and tending to since they were brought together by fate and a trade of goods in a slaver's den. It still stunned Dalila that she had the chance to say that Siren was even partially hers. Her kind demeanor, her beautiful features, her brilliant mind... Yes, they had their rough points and the moments when Dalila wondered if all was lost, but they were in this together to the end and there was no unwinding the threads of fate that pulled them together. "I don't know what I would do either," she agreed, her paw gently brushing Siren's cheek as she left a tender lick at the end of Siren's nose with a quiet chuckle.

She sighed softly and added, "I guess I should let you get some herbs for me... but then I'd have to let you go." She chuckled again and reluctantly let her arms loosen to let Siren get up, resting her head on the bed again. Despite the fact that she was tired from a lack of sleep and in pain from her headache and freshly sprouted horns, all she could really think about was Siren and how much she loved her. She wanted to thank her somehow for everything she had done for her, all she had given her, but nothing felt good enough. All she could really do was love her to the best of her abilities and hope that was good enough. When Siren returned with her supplies, Dalila stole more quick kisses in-between the treatments Siren provided for her. "What would you like, Siren?" she asked curiously with a little smile. "A thing, an event, a goal, a dream... Whatever it is. What would you like? What can I do for you, my love?"

"Dalila Vista Rocha"