One man's trash

She returned his kiss as if it were a rejuvenating drink. Just having him close made the muscles in her face relax and the tension in her shoulders melt. She sighed into his fur for a half moment as she listened to his introduction of the new member. She gasped as she heard how he had found her!

"Oh! You poor thing!" Ignita exclaimed, concerned, "Who would do such a thing?" She asked taking a step toward the girl, "Has Ollie taken a look at you already? Oh, Yes I see the treatment now. What's your name?" She asked sweetly, reaching her paw out to gently clasp the girl's own. With her practice with Yara and a little with Vesper, she knew she couldn't be anyone else but herself, even around other slaves. She had been one herself.


"Basilisk" | "Ignita"