In the middle of the night

She was like a dead weight, relaxing her body enough to let Ultyr do as he needed to. She was pliable like clay for his paws. Even as he lifted her leg higher she stayed relaxed. Her head stayed turned to the woods with an ear back to Ultyr as he spoke. "I cannot expect someone such as Ganymede to understand the weight of leadership, nor God-hood. He probably would have been married off to a second son for an alliance at best if we had not come and conquered your lands." He was right the motions of him massaging her paws was relaxing. But her ears pressed at his words. Did Ultyr understand anything else? Did he know how a heart worked? That he would hurt her one day soon and that she was powerless against it. A sad sigh from her nose was his response from her. Why was everything so difficult?

Her skin gave those trembling flicks as he drew his claw down her side. Her head shifted to his words next. "Don't fret little kitten... Lailah." His nose into her stomach was noted. Was he proud of the children that grew in her? Did he already love them as she did? Then he moved his paw between her legs, a breath of a sigh was given as she lifted her leg for him, expecting him to want more from her then just the brief touch. Her reaction was docile though compared to before. She wouldn't deny him but she wasn't into it at the moment. The tension and stress from today had worn her down, on top of the consistent walking from the day. Her head turned back to the fire so she could watch it flicker. The lick to her ear had her looking up to where his eyes were with a small smile while she dropped her leg.

"Finish your meal and we can get some sleep." Her gaze flicked to the rabbit. Did she have to? She didn't feel too hungry. No she felt tired and nauseous. A look and she could see Ganymede leaving in the opposite direction of Ultyr. Her ears pressed. Was she the problem? She rolled so she could grab the rabbit. Her eyes were watery. Hormones causing a flip of her emotions to want to make her cry. She hated this part.

She pulled herself to the rabbit and just to make Ultyr happy she dug in. She really didn't want to eat though. She made quick work of eating as much as she could before she stood again. Neither male was back yet. A snatch of another mint leaf to try to keep the nausea under control and she was swallowing it down fast before she moved to the pile of sticks and grabbing a few. A quick stoking of the fire then she was moving to a spot near enough for the warmth to warm her back.

A small circle and she was curled up with her half tail over her face. The tears allowed to flow freely then as she worked herself into relaxation and complete emotional numbness. Her eyes were closed and it wasn't long before she was sleeping. The fire was to her back as she sunk into the darkness of sleep. Truth be told she hated the darkness beyond camp.

"Hear"