- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Online Availability
- Florida Eastern Time Zone. Usually on Weeknights and Weekends. Work schedule does fluctuate a lot. I do tend to notify my partners if I'll be gone for an extended amount of time.
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Modern, Old Western, Romance, Science Fiction...everything basically. I don't have anything I don't like.
Ryah slept fitfully. She was vaguely aware of someone holding her and movement as Aztrex ran with her in his arms. The movement further lulled her into sleep. Sometime during the running she would move her muzzle into the crook of his arm, enveloping herself in his scent. She felt herself being laid somewhere soft, a bed. She was too far gone to feel him taking the bullet out or to feel him stitching her arm together. But afterwards she seemed to really fall asleep.
She woke up, naked in her human form and immediately assumed the worse. She was in someone else's bed with her last memory of being in a cage. Had she been raped? Was she back at the temple? No wait, there was something. A memory of something....big and fierce. A memory of a monster. No, not a monster. He'd saved her this....beast. He'd looked vaguely familiar, but she knew that scent. She was surrounded by it right now. Turning her gaze to the bed she noticed the hoodie and slipped it on. It was big on her, could easily be used as pajama which she was glad for since she had no underwear.
Ryah slid out of bed and leaned against the wall as a wave of nausea and dizziness hit her. Eventually, she stumbled out of the room on full alert. She still didn't know where she was even though her surroundings were vaguely familiar and the scent she all but knew. It wasn't until she stepped into living room and noticed Aztrex. Immediately, she winced as a surge of memories rushed forward. "You saved me." Was all she managed to say before she slid down onto a chair at the table and began to eat ravenously. No mind for manners or propriety when you've been starved and drugged to beyond recognition.
Once she'd eaten as much as she felt she could eat she pushed her plate away and laid her head on the table as she hugged herself. Being alone brought nothing but trouble. She'd asked Aztrex to let her stay here before and he'd refused her before but now she would beg him. Anything to keep her out of the cages and the cold and darkness and drugs and sex. She didn't want it. She felt safe here. The creature from last night, the one that smelled like Az, he'd saved her. She felt safe with him. "I....I need somewhere to st-st-stay." She was still shaken up from last night, trembling and vulnerable. "They know.....they know where I live. N-not safe."
She woke up, naked in her human form and immediately assumed the worse. She was in someone else's bed with her last memory of being in a cage. Had she been raped? Was she back at the temple? No wait, there was something. A memory of something....big and fierce. A memory of a monster. No, not a monster. He'd saved her this....beast. He'd looked vaguely familiar, but she knew that scent. She was surrounded by it right now. Turning her gaze to the bed she noticed the hoodie and slipped it on. It was big on her, could easily be used as pajama which she was glad for since she had no underwear.
Ryah slid out of bed and leaned against the wall as a wave of nausea and dizziness hit her. Eventually, she stumbled out of the room on full alert. She still didn't know where she was even though her surroundings were vaguely familiar and the scent she all but knew. It wasn't until she stepped into living room and noticed Aztrex. Immediately, she winced as a surge of memories rushed forward. "You saved me." Was all she managed to say before she slid down onto a chair at the table and began to eat ravenously. No mind for manners or propriety when you've been starved and drugged to beyond recognition.
Once she'd eaten as much as she felt she could eat she pushed her plate away and laid her head on the table as she hugged herself. Being alone brought nothing but trouble. She'd asked Aztrex to let her stay here before and he'd refused her before but now she would beg him. Anything to keep her out of the cages and the cold and darkness and drugs and sex. She didn't want it. She felt safe here. The creature from last night, the one that smelled like Az, he'd saved her. She felt safe with him. "I....I need somewhere to st-st-stay." She was still shaken up from last night, trembling and vulnerable. "They know.....they know where I live. N-not safe."