This Is The End

The boy continued getting her wet, water sluicing down her now slick, silken frame. He spoke and a spark of hope flared within her. It was an order. Was he acknowledging that she now belonged to him? Val blinked, searching the red and black boy's face for a moment before nodding. "As you wish," she responded, and put on a brave face. He didn't want her to be hard on herself, so she wouldn't. Valtiel would do everything that this boy wished of her without complaint. As long as he continued to keep her safe from her former master, she would be exemplary.

As the larger wolf rose and walked behind her, Val visibly tensed, remembering what happened the last time a male walked up on her from behind. She had promised to be good, but her heart was hammering against her ribs. The gold marked girl sat still and quiet as the boy stretched out her injured leg. He warned her of the impending pain and she cut a glance towards her outstretched leg, but nodded. Moments later, he began to work. She could tell that he was trying to be careful with her, but it hurt all the same. She didn't cry out, but little gasps and whimpers pulled from her throat.

By the time he was finished, the pool was a little murkier where they sat. Dirt, blood and puss had made the water cloudy and a little pink. She hoped that this wasn't a pool that others drank from, but doubted that he'd take her to such a place. He seemed like a smart boy. He surely knew exactly what he was doing and already he was earning Valtiel's trust. Once he released her hind leg from his grasp, she reflexively pulled it back against her body, her exceptionally long tail curling around her body protectively below the water. She didn't want to question what came next, so she would simply wait. She wouldn't speak until spoken to, though she did wonder what his name was.

"Valtiel"