She woke with a prodding and an order to get up. She tried to comply quickly, stumbling and bleary-eyed on the bed. It took her a moment to gather her bearings and shake her fur out. She was thirsty and hungry. She stumbled toward the food prep area when she paused and heard the next command. She blinked her eyes and quickly came to his side, her brain seemed to cling to the event of last night. Wanting to linger in those sensations, she instead shook her head to dash it from her mind.
He seemed eager to head out and she would dutifully walk with him, grateful for the chance for some fresh air. Perhaps a fresh drink and a wash in a stream. What did he have planned for the day? How might she stay on top of his orders to keep him satisfied?
As Flare's slave, he has full permission to do what he likes with her and enter any of Demelza's threads.