It was late in the evening when Dalila finished putting away the last few herbs she had collected today, continuing to stock the shelves that she and Siren had built. Now that summer finally brought them a little bit of relief from the relentless cold she had doubled down on her scavenging for herbs so that they could finally begin to stock their stores. It was slow going since everything had only just begun to grow again and the melting snow made everything incredibly muddy. She also only gave herself a limited amount of time to go searching so that she wouldn't be away from Siren for too long so when she did go out it was fairly rushed. It really just meant that she ended up more muddy that she would like since she didn't allow for the time to carefully step over every mud pit and puddle. She gave a satisfied sigh as she stepped back to look at her handiwork for a moment before turning away to pick up a piece of soap that was wrapped in a cloth and carried it out of the den, walking out to the near by water. Before living with Siren she never would have bothered with frivolities like bathing with nice smelling soaps and things like that, but it was things she liked to keep around for Siren to keep the beautiful princess pristine and she found herself falling into the habit of doing for herself as well - if for no other reason than she didn't want to accidentally get mud on Siren when she was tending to her in the morning. Dalila settled down at the edge of the water, rinsing off her forelegs and working them against the soap, watching the ripples of dirt float away from her as she worked it out of her dappled pelt. It was pretty dark out by now, but there was enough light from the moon to see by and it glimmered off of peaks and waves of the water in front of her. A small smile lingered on her lips as she worked, wading deeper into the water to start washing and cleaning the rest of her fur while she was at it. "Speech"

Chimera had been out on patrol. He'd run it with Viper, of course. The woman seemed to want to do everything with him these days. Hunt, patrol, fuck. All of it. He cared about her enough to make a journey to get her a companion that could keep her from dying. Remind her to sleep inside. Remind her to eat. Keep her from walking off of a cliff. Viper wasn't the brightest star in the sky, but there was something about her that he liked. Aside from the fact that she was a woman that he could use whenever he wished. He still wouldn't sleep overnight in her den. Siren needed his protection more than Viper needed fucking. Both his sister and their slave were rather useless when it came to protection. If some sort of predator came along to their island during the night, the pair of women were as good as dead. No, he needed to sleep in their den overnight. The rest of the time, he could traipse about with Viper. She would never say anything against it either. She didn't say much of anything. At first he'd liked it, but sometimes it got a little tedious and annoying. Other annoyances came when he thought about her being the only woman he'd ever sleep with again. That just wasn't in the cards, though he was sure that she expected it. Too bad. The giant man made his way over the floating barrel bridge and began to work his way across the small island towards the den, when the sound of splashing stopped him. Mismatched ears flicked towards the ocean and he adjusted his course, moving quietly in case he needed to attack and run something or someone off. Coming to the edge of the foliage, Chimera peered out, his single good eye scanning the area. Both eyes widened slightly as he noted the slave girl out in the waves, washing away the dirt of the day. Hmmph, at least she was clean. She could have left herself filthy. He was glad that she took pride in her appearance for the sake of Siren. His sister couldn't have a disgusting cur as a servant. Chi noted the way that the moonlit water sluiced off of the fae's patchwork coat. The faint smile on her maw sent his belly to tingling. The fact that she thought she was alone was... exciting. Another thought rose within him. She was a slave. She couldn't say no to him no matter what he demanded of her. A slight grin tugged at his own maw as the black, white and slate behemoth stepped out onto the beach. She would see him soon enough. "Speech"

Dalila steadily worked her way over each of her legs, sitting back onto her haunches in a shallow part of the water so she could reach her back legs more easily before she got up and moved a little deeper, scrubbing over her chest and stomach as well. It was a relaxing, especially with how quiet the evening was. Once her little piece of soap was far too small to use any longer, she let the last little bit sink into the water and then she just spent a bit of time rinsing out her fur. Her paws splashed water through her fur, watching the small suds meet the same fate as she dirt before it, drifting off into the sea with the waves that pushed and pulled. When she was done her fur was spotless and clinging to every curve of her slender form, water running off of her freely. She walked back toward the sand, looking up toward the trees and foliage that lined the beach. When her sky blue eyes lifted from the sand in front of her she stopped, still ankle deep in the waves that continued to wash over her paws. Chimera's huge frame emerged from the darkness and caught her off guard. Usually he wore little to no expression or perhaps a scowl, but the grin he gave her was unusual and made her slightly uneasy. She made a brief glance behind him to see if maybe Siren was with him, but she was no where to be found. Her gaze quickly returned to Chimera's as her head naturally lowered submissively, a habit she'd formed long ago when she served other masters. "Chimera? Is there anything I can do for you?" she asked, watching him uncertainly. "Speech"

The happiness was instantly wiped from her face when she noticed that he was watching her. It irritated him. Did she have any idea how insulting it was to shift to such a dull look? "What?" he spoke in a soft, purrish growl. "Not happy to see me?" He strode forward slowly, his large form stopping before her. She wasn't tiny, but beside him she appeared quite small. She was wet from her bath, but the dampness wouldn't bother him any. No doubt she'd need to take another bath afterwards. "Have you seen to my sister this evening?" What he was really asking was whether or not all of her duties had been accomplished and carried out. Whether she was on her own time now with no other tasks to tend to. What he had in mind might very well take the rest of her night. Depending on how receptive she was anyway. She didn't need to like it, but if she fought or cried or whined, well... he'd soon grow quite tired of dealing with that. Chimera's working eye fixed on the patchwork woman before him. She was a slave. Purchased property. Her well being meant little to him and her usefulness so far had only been so far as Siren was concerned. Dalila had never done anything for him. He didn't need a nursemaid like his sister did. Now that he'd had a taste of what females could offer, perhaps she could prove to be more useful than he'd initially imagined. "Speech"

Dalila felt a bit of guilt and worry twist at her when he commented on how she didn't seem happy to see him, her ears falling back against her head as she gave him an apologetic look. "Oh! No no, it's not that, you just startled me is all," she insisted, doing her best to wipe the uneasiness from her expression. He strode forward toward her and she lingered where she had been standing, feeling the slow waves washing back and forth over her white dipped paws. Despite her best efforts to stay calm her heart still betrayed her and pattered nervously against her chest as he stood in front of her, causing her to tip her head up a bit to be able to look up at him. Besides the one time she had treated his paws and massaged his shoulders she had never been alone with this much larger man, at least not without Siren somewhere near by. The dens where not quite within earshot unless she screamed so it made her feel more isolated under Chimera's two-toned gaze. He asked about Siren and she nodded, replying quietly, "Yes... I helped her get ready for bed an hour or so ago. I stayed up to finish putting away some herbs that I gathered earlier today and was just getting cleaned up... That explained why she was out here in the water, but that didn't quite explain why he had her cornered with the ocean at her back. "Is there something I could do for you?" she asked again, silently trying to sort out what he could be keeping her here for. Up until now they hadn't interacted much and the majority of her day was spent looking after Siren - which she was more than happy to do. She had always thought to herself in the few times that they had crossed paths and she had endured walking on eggshells around him that it was more than worth it to be able continue serving her lady. She wondered if that resolve was going to be tested or not with each passing second of looking up at her domineering master. "Speech"

Chimera enjoyed her nervousness. It made him feel like the predator that he was. A shark circling the small woman. She was blood in the water. He towered over her and it made him even more excited. The massive brute was riding the high of screwing Viper into the ground. He wasn't ready to end his night just yet. Dalila assured him that she'd seen to Siren and that she'd cleaned herself after her work. Chimera was glad that she was clean. He wouldn't stink of her herbs or the dirt on her paws if she was clean. Chi liked to keep himself spotless. The patchwork fae asked if there was anything that she could do for him and again the giant's smile widened. "As a matter of fact, there is." The two-toned man took a step towards Dalila, backing her towards the waters edge. "You can do your duty as a slave." Leaning down, Chimera placed his wickedly sharp teeth close to Dalila's throat. His mottled nose quivered as he inhaled her scent and a pleased rumble reverberated through his chest. With one massive paw, Chimera hooked the woman's smaller body and pulled her closer to him. A low growl pulled from his throat as he came around behind her. His nose trailed from the base of her tail up her spine. Part of him dared her to run. Another part of him silently warned her not to. If she did, there was no telling whether or not he would be able to keep his baser instincts in check. "Just stand there like a good girl and things will go easier for you," he growled low, having stepped over her body with his own. The edge of his mouth was right beside her ear. One paw hooked a small hip bone and pulled Dalila back into him. Chimera didn't begin just yet. He was savoring the feeling of having her so utterly powerless beneath him. "Speech"

That uncertainty in her expression returned despite her best efforts as he grinned and stepped toward her, towering over her as he told her that she could do her duty as a slave. Her smile faltered and confusion crossed her expression as she tried to piece together what he could mean, her breath catching in her chest as he leaned down till his nose was at her throat. Her heart beat nervously against her chest as his paw caught her smaller frame and began to pull her toward him, her mind finally catching up to the situation she was in and the harsh reality setting over her with a cold chill. She had been willing to put up with abuse or bites or attacks, but this wasn't something she had anticipated even though she should have given how her mother was killed. Her ears pinned back, a whine she couldn't quite stifle slipping from her as he pulled her around and shifted till he was standing behind her, holding her in place. Her first instinct was to fight, to pull away, to run to Siren and look to her lady for help, but would Siren help her? Would she stand up to her brother? Or was this truly what they expected of her? All she could think about was her mother fighting back against the guard that sired her when he tried to rape her again and how she had ended up getting herself killed. For a brief second she wondered if that would be worth it just to not endure whatever Chimera would put her though, but she thought about Siren and she held still as Chimera's growl made her tremble with fear and his nose tracing her spine made her fur bristle. She couldn't leave her lady alone. She couldn't risk Chimera taking her away from her. Her eyes squeezed shut as he told her to be good so things would go easier, biting her lip to hold back another whine as he pulled her hips back into his. She had never been with anyone like this before and she had no idea what to expect and maybe that had something to do with her fear. It was never something she had considered wanting or doing since being a servant had consumed her entire life, but maybe this was the way it was meant to be. Maybe this was truly part of her duty as a slave as he said. That was how she tried to rationalize things as she responded to his command with a trembling whisper, "Yes, sir." She tried to focus on the sound of the waves, the feeling of the water barely lapping over her paws, and started trying to think of things that she would need to do for Siren tomorrow to keep herself from focusing too much on this moment and the pain of being forced onto him for the first time, gritting her teeth to keep herself from making more than a quiet whine. "Speech"