...look right through me....
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'Brie? Are you there?'

It was that voice, dripping with honey and sweetness and poison and indecision and guilt that woke her. And she could not have been more glad for it. After all, even in her dreams she could not escape from her captor - no, she no longer had the sanctity of dreams. Instead, she was left to continue her living nightmare, only in her dreams, Dravven did not have the physical constraints that limited his abilities in the real world. And so in that aspect, her nightmares were worse than real life… But the punishment in the real world actually hurt… Left scars…And part of her was worried that when she awoke, it would only be to continue where the nightmare left off… But the cave is empty, say for herself. And, of course, for the echoing vocals of Diosa. Brieseis smiled faintly and rose to her paws. She winced slightly, at the throbbing ache between her legs. Earlier in the night, Draven had once again had his way with her… It was almost a nightly occurrence ever since he and the queen Lucaya had gotten into a… debate of sorts. Debate? Or fight? Briseis was not sure what to call it, and honestly she did not much care other than that she wished that they would make up so that she did not continue to get his wrath toward Lucaya placed upon her shoulders as a burden. Nonetheless, she made an effort to look happy to see Diosa. It didn’t matter that the other wolf had previously attacked her and nearly killed her - Diosa had been doing what she needed to do to survive, and had not intended on causing Brie pain. Her orbs glanced about quickly before nodding.

"Yes, I am here. And I do not think you need to worry, Draven is not. I think he had plans to return to Drylic Cofa for a few nights. But why risk coming here? Draven does not seem to be fond of wolves other than he and myself within his done."

But then Briseis looked… Really looked at Diosa. She may be naïve, but she wasn’t stupid. Instinctively, Briseis' heart rate shot up like a rocket, and she could feel the sweat beginning to pour through her paw pads. Where she was nodding her head before, she now shook it, whether in disbelief or in fear. Or both. She could see the hunger in the other wolf - it was obvious, and not hard at all to see. Ever since she had discovered that the so-called vampires in this pack truly were exactly that - vampires - she had began to study them, Draven especially. Whenever he grew hungry, be it sexually or otherwise, his eyes would begin to glow, and his fangs elongated. She saw that in Diosa now… There was no hiding it.

"No… You can’t… You can’t possibly be thinking of feeding on me again… Can you?"

Brie shook her head… She wanted to think of Diosa as a friend, or at least as a potential for a friend. But if she was simply going to be Diosa’s blood bag… But then the inherited trait of selflessness from Kahlan kicked into gear. Brisais at least would know what she was getting herself into - not all victims would. And if Diosa didn’t feed… Then she would die. Was it not worth a little pain and agony in order to help Diosa survive? And at least this time, Diosa had come to her with a question, and had not simply attacked her in her bloodlust. Briseis gulped… Not at all excited for what the next few minutes would bring. But then she took a step toward Diosa, reclaiming the ground that she had previously given up.

"If you… Well I guess… It is better me than someone else. I would like to think that it is better given freely than elsewise." Briseis turned her head to the right, exposing her jugular. Her shades shut tightly over her eyes, and she held her breath, waiting for the flood of pain… Little did she know that the agony would never come….


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