Why she had grown to care deeply for the man-child was not a very easy thing to explain. Watching him clap his hands as any other child would she placed the rather large tuna on top of the table. She had no reason to cook it the boy clearly quite content with eating the fish raw. As Tobi began to devour his portion the young woman got up to grab the first aid kit that sat on top of the refrigerator that contained the various cold sweets the feline loved. Grabbing two types of cream she would place them on the countertop. Moving towards the dark stained cabinets she would grab hold of a bowl, turn the sink on with her other hand and fill it halfway. Grabbing a cloth and draping it along her arm she clutched the two creams and the bowl setting them on the table, far away from his fish, not wanting him to think she was trying to challenge him for a piece. While he continued to rip through the tender flesh she managed to place herself on his other side watching him quietly, asking him such an innocent question. With his nod of permission a small simper was given to him as she scooted her chair closer to him. When the rest of the mangled fish was pushed in her direction she shook her head pushing it back to him.

"Nah you can have my half while I take your collar off."

Slowly her hands would move towards his neck, one hand aiming for his ear and scratching it gently so as to loosen him up a bit. While he gorged himself she would place either hand on the leather collar and slowly pull the buckle back and out of the slot to gently take the atrocious garment away. As she pulled the collar off his tender flesh a very soft whimper was let out as she saw raw skin, the deep impressions where the silver studs had burrowed into him overtime looking quite dreadful. It was a good thing that there was no trace of the vampire left within the area, because she would have been perfectly fine with going after her. Shaking her head as he began to stretch and rub feeling back into his tendered neck she sighed and patted the top of his head gently. Levitating another enormous tuna from the barrel onto the table she placed it right in front of him, as her other hand dipped the wash towel into the warm water of the bowl.

"Here, have the second fish...and I will wash it, but I will put that cream on...the one that will not make it...scratchy."

Ignoring his lethal fangs she wrung out the towel content with getting rid of the excess water before placing it tenderly on his neck. Even through the towel she could feel just how raw and damaged his skin was. With a small frown, and a softer whimper, she moved the wet towel over the damaged skin cleaning it as best as she could. Repeating the steps as before allowing the boy to still have the movement needed to eat his fish, careful to keep her hand away from his mouth. With his neck washed up she grabbed the creams and opened them, dumping the contents into both palms and running them together. Blue-grey eyes narrowed at the boy until he managed to sit still, allowing her to run the cool cream into the skin, both creams meant to keep the pain numb, bring a soothing ailment to his raw skin, and overall help everything repair itself. With a small grin she placed her hands into the water, washing them as she spoke gently to her patient.

"There, see it wasn't bad at all. We'll have to do your neck every few days, and then I won't ever have to do it again. But until then...why don't you finish the rest of the fish, put some pants on, and I'll see you in bed?"

Taking the cloth and bowl away her other hand would grab the bloodstained collar and placed all items on the countertop. While the boy ate the rest of his meal she cleaned the bowl and threw the collar into the trash bin, not really giving it another thought. Softly she moved through the dark corridor that led towards the catwalk and eventually the hammock. Kicking her shoes off, she stretched and leapt into the hammock finding her spot and curling up to her side. Hearing her stomach growl in anguish of not eating she closed her eyes waiting quietly for her companion. Only when she felt his form enter the hammock and press against hers did she turn on her other side curling up against him. The growls from her stomach being outdone by the sound of the full cats purr, the she-wolf instantly going to sleep feeling safe and secure at his side.

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven