Make me forget

Motif wouldn't move again until he was disturbing her upon his return, his movement mixed with the scent of a fresh kill easily bringing her from the deep healing slumber she needed. The girl blinked open her eyes and groaned as she stretched out, the sight bringing an amused smile to his lips as he watched her. She was much more relaxed and at ease this morning. She seemed absolutely adorable. He'd nuzzle her affectionately as she teased him, "Not a single bite." He'd answer her, though he looked gory he had consumed nothing yet. Mostly because he needed a short break from the rough physical activity of dragging the thing back.

He found himself unable to tear his form away from her side again, his larger form curled beside her. He wouldn't leave her, "Do you want me to bring you some in or would you rathe rather come out?" He was finding himself wanting to help her in every way he could.