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// Off to bed, its 7am @m@

Poor thing -
Petpetpetpet. . . ♡

Mumbling, moaning. . .
Squirms under him.

It feels like his ass and balls are smushing her so much now!

" Nfhg. . .mmmf - "

Unable to move, just completely smothered and moaning under him.

Huffing his scent and having his ass smothering her until she's too dizzy to think proper. . .

Guilty as charged.

Cute?
Woof. . .

As for competency, well, she tries her best!
Clearly she's doing something right vibe - wise.

" Oh, she's back around.

The lycan lady - "

Ate something pretty bad for her insides yeah. . .

Also kinda had her guts messed up during a few fights -

This sounds nice. . . .

Y- Yes please?

Hugging back with a whine.

He's very soft. . .squeeeze.

Her tummy hurts too much to sleep but she's trying to lay down.

Lots of tossing and turning. . .

A gentle whine as she nestled, enjoying the interesting, blubbering feel of the tendril.

She could get used to this. . .

" You feel nice. . .but -
Could I ask who you might be? "

Maybe this is true. . .
It's just hard to think very clearly.

Tired. Sad.

The tentacle is oddly nice enough to rest against and nuzzle for comfort.

" Mm. . . "

Starts sobbing immediately, hugs onto her tight.

Feels like crap.

This very true.

It's more that some physical and other scenarios happened making this a special misery.

She was hurt a few too many times in a row. . .

She let herself be pulled in further, fully letting go.
Poor thing can't not cry this hard and not just let out puppy - whimpers throughout.

" M - mmp. . . I'm sorry you
have to see me like this. . . "

Sobbing more, practically curling into 95 and cuddling into for comfort she kind of just needs.

It's been a miserable one.

Usually is but. Oh man.

Leans right into her, shivering.

" It was like immediately a- after losing a torturous physical fight, I'll show the bruises later, I get broken up with because 'she can't deal with me'. . .

My piranhas died last week too- "

Okay she's a mess now, eyeliner stains, sniveling and stuttering.

Sighing.

Feels depressed.

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" . . . . "

She sits and sighs weakly the way someone does when they're thinking too hard and are probably one step away from breaking.

Quiet as the cigarette lit, then after she finally whimpered during an exhale before looking down at her feet.

" I keep getting hurt lately. . .
In both ways. "

This sounds fun to her -
But first, she is curious, and needs to more formally meet Sil.

Do forgive the dog - like behavior , she is shyly sniffing at with a tilted head.

" You don't smell like anything from
Earth. But also not Hell -

Who are you? "

She lost a fight pretty bad earlier, ended up crying during it too.

So admittedly she's extremely short tempered and cold tonight.

You should try demon sometime.

They have biomass if dragged into the physical world.

This is something she could do.

Ever try to eat a demon?

She knows a few humans too.

How interesting.

She has enemies. Maybe they finally have a way of disappearing -

Hugs are nice -

Yes please !

The finger delivery makes the hound just narrow her eyes, ears flattening and barely suppressing a growl.

" Tch. "

But then the question and cigarette offer made her soften immediately, nodding solemnly and taking it.

" I also. . .thought you were.
Something else. Ugh, fuck.

I'm sorry, okay? "

How dangerous are we talking -

"Cadia broke before the gaurd did!"

Name: Kathleen Crystal Morin
Species: Human (Cadian)
Age: 20
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 150lb
Sex: Fem/Intersex
Rank: Guardsmen

"I hope I can rise to that standered."