Get In Loser, We're Going Hunting

Chimera had nearly dismissed her but not really in a rude way. Still she felt terrible. She was a fucking wreck. The lavender, the thunder, and now attacking him in the middle of the night. She felt like a huge screw up. It was probably well derived from her own self worth and image, but she wasn’t supposed to keep messing things up the way she was. Just the perfect little slave girl.

She carefully stepped forward even after he told her to go back to sleep, brushing her pads in the collected water before going to gently rub her soft paw against his chest and push some pressure there to get it to close up and stop bleeding. Her eyes flicked up towards his dark face before looking back down at his chest again, "I told you how to get me to stop." It was in no way meant to backlash, just a reminder as her tone was apologetic and worried. Honestly she didn’t want to take another trip like this with him. She kept feeling herself slipping through every moment.

"Reila"