Too Little Too Late

The woman thanked her for her sweet words before introducing herself as Dione. She smiled at her, nodding her had when she told her that she could call her what she pleased. But then the question came up, the one that she wanted to avoid. Ears pinned back against her skull as she looked away, trying to clear her throat as her eyes wandered the valley. "I uh... I left." She said timidly. Would Dione accuse her of being a run away and demand that she returned home? Letting out a soft whine, she felt like if she explained herself that maybe the smaller woman would understand. "My parents stopped caring about me and my brother... they kept bringing countless pups home that weren't even their own blood!" Purple eyes shot towards the green beast, head raising up from on her paws. They were on fire with the anger she felt towards them. She was a good daughter, she had been good! She did all she could to please them, and worked hard to shine in their eyes. But there was always someone else, new children that took their minds off of her and Revenge. They hadn't been enough for them, and they were so easily replaced.

Mercy let lose another whine, her young age shimmering beneath her large size. "Please don't make me go back miss Dione, please! Can't I just stay with you? I'm a good girl, I swear! I can work hard, and I was learning to be a good hunter. I can fight too, I always beat Revenge." She said softly, crawling forward until she was a bit closer to the small woman. Her eyes were wide and pleading, she would do anything to not have to go back.

"Speech"
'thoughts'