hurry up now

He led her to a stream and as he placed the bag down he bent her nose to the cool waters and drank. The refreshing liquid lent her life and vigor! She walked into the stream and ducked down into it. She nearly missed his cue of catch! She flung her jaws out to grasp what he had thrown and tasted the soap with a wince and a lip curl of disgust. He beckoned her to join him and dropped the soap from her maw to come closer to him.

Her breath rushed into her lungs as he gripped her muzzle and nudged it around before him. Inspecting the damage he had caused over her face. His mark, his branding over her body.

He remarked how she should take better care of if and she stifled a snort of derision. Instead, she squeaked out "Yes, of course Master." Between her teeth as he gripped her. She didn't know what else to give him to take better care of her own damn face. Maybe if he didn't keep gripping it and poking the wounds they won't get infected and become ugly scars.

"May I start carrying a medical kit, to treat them? To keep them from scarring, my Lord?" She asked with her eyes properly downcast.

"Speech"