Too Little Too Late
10-31-2014, 06:28 PM
The green woman treated her with a kindness that she had not expected. Eyes blinked slowly at her as she told her to hush, her whining stopping as her sweet words reached her. It was ever so soothing to her panicked state, and she just kept her gaze away. That was until the woman's paw wrapped under her chin, turning it towards her. A timid smile spread as she looked up at Dione, her ears pulling forward as she spoke of home with someone called Mr. Red and a kind Alpha. She didn't have a lot of experience with Alpha's, but Dione seemed to think rather kindly of him. She hesitated for a moment, fear stirring in the pit of her belly. But the small woman told her that she would be loved and protected, and not replaced. Slowly her long tail thumped against the earth as she wiggled closer and closer to the grassy wolf, resting her massive head on her petite paws. With her tail picking up pace on the earth, she gazed up at her with her big puppy eyes, her smile growing. "You really mean it Dione? I can meet this Mr. Red? Do you think that Mr. Valentine will even want me there?" She couldn't ignore the fact that she had told her that she is going to teach her everything, something that had been an empty promise from her sire and dame. But she wanted this, she wanted to feel like she belonged somewhere -- like she mattered. "I wanna come with you, I really do." Came her sweet voice, tongue lolling from her mouth as she lifted her head. Damp nose worked its way into the thickness of Dione's scruff, ears pinning as she nuzzled the strange woman. She felt like everything was falling into place...
"His Speech"
"Her Speech"
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.