How Does This Make You Feel?

Kaija came up from the hole, moved a few steps forward then collapsed onto the ground with a chuckle. Having had an empty stomach, the drugs that Scylla had ingested began to work more quickly than they may have had she eaten beforehand. A nice, tingly sensation was beginning to take hold and Scylla felt a smile settle on her face. She was in a good mood. It didn't even matter to her that she was letting her prisoner free.

Moving forward, Scylla slid down to lay on her belly as well. She sent her bushdog off for some wine and the little creature scooted off through the falls. Kaija began to speak, asking if Scylla had anyone that would come for her. A soft snort was released and the smaller woman gave a shrug. "I have two brothers that would notice but it might take them a while to do so." The fae's long tail swished on the ground and she chuckled. "I don't rely on anyone aside from myself though. If I can't get myself out of a situation, then I don't deserve for anyone else to rescue me."

"I'm sorry that no one came to look for you," the cobalt woman spoke softly, then shrugged. "At least you're free now to do as you wish. Go back and rip them a new asshole." The bush dog returned with a few skeins of wine across his shoulders. Scylla gave one to Kaija, took one for herself, then placed the other two between them. She then took a long swig, licking her lips before casting her gaze back towards the tusked woman. "Or you can stay. Your choice."

"Scylla"