Our new lives

Maybe it was a little bit of a comfort to know that how she was feeling wasn't unusual in her first heat and that it was even expected for someone in her position. She really hadn't known if it was just something that was unique to her and Artorias or if every woman felt this way, at least when they had a constant outlet for these desires, but Lia wasn't surprised at all. When her friend mentioned that she would be happy to offer her services it made Briar glance up from her paws with a bashful look. It wasn't the first time Lia had offered her something like her "services" as she called them, but it still caught Briar off guard somehow. Maybe it was the way Lia offered it so easily and casually, maybe it was the way she talked about it as if it was just part of her "job".

After Artorias started sleeping with Bowen it had crossed her mind that she technically would probably have the same freedom to have someone else she liked to be with as well, but it just hadn't been something she considered. Even if she did she'd want it to be someone she really loved and cared for, not just any random wolf. But... Lia certainly wasn't just any wolf. She was her best friend, her handmaiden, someone she had lived with for some time now. Her thoughts were interrupted as Lia got down from the bed, blowing out the candles and testing out the temperature of the wax experimentally.

Briar nodded to her explanation and started to roll onto her stomach so Lia could do her work, stretching out like she had before in her own bed. "Are your... services something you enjoy? Something you want?" she asked curiously after a moment, keeping her gaze looking ahead of her, but leaving her ears turned back to listen. She would never ask anything of Lia that she didn't actually want and even then she'd have to really consider things before she agreed to anything, but it was something that lingered on her mind that she wanted an answer to all the same.

"Briar Fatalis"