Staple Your Tongue

Reila could barely hear, but saw when the horse's hoof cut through Chimera's face and she leapt forward out of instinct to make sure he was alright. She was standing there as he ripped into the horse, her paws placed on the creature's hips before they were showered in a blood rain. Reila's eyes closed into near slits for a few seconds as the blood spurt waved around until it was empty and dead. Chimera's like, want, need, whatever he felt in that moment in his smile was almost unnoticed as Reila went to move forward and address the cut on his face. If it showed anything, it was that Reila was not afraid of him. Even the big, powerful beast that he was, grinning happy in his celebratory kill, she was not afraid of him.

Blood actually really didn't bother her, not in the ways that other things set her off. She was learning her limits. She let Chimera take the kill because feeling something die in her jaws was what took her away from here. Not the blood, not Chimera's aggression. It may have been odd what set her off and what didn't but it was just the way it was. Stepping onto the barrel of the warm and dead horse, Reila's paw moved up to Chimera's face where the hoof made contact on his cheek, "You were caught." Her eyes squinted as she tried to observe the cut, but the blood that had covered the pair made it difficult to see clearly.

"Reila"