#cautuslupus

  “ your wounds are most extensive,         ma’am.     if you do not let me treat you, you risk infection.      gangrene, fever            -- the longer you wait...“                  {{   she will not lose this one like she’d lost thomas.

  sable fur weaves past her fingers, crystaline blue hues raking   over the canine form before her. dahlia, still just a toddler,   is tugging at the wolf’s soft fur. zece smiles warmly, though   when she speaks it’s to her wife.

     “ must be her first time. i wonder how long she’s                                                   been stuck like this. “           - a poignant pause,

  ‘done’ doesn’t begin to cover how far gone ferrari   now finds herself.    how close she feels to snapping                                    whatever thread to humanity she has left & letting                                    the fire burn unchecked. her fingers twitch at her                                    side, just waiting for the second she decides to act.

  every second cecily spent in her company   made ferrari’s chest ache with whatever   untapped emotion she had no idea how   to handle. it’s this pain, this terror she   feels that finally drives her to respond.   she can’t let this go on.

              she can’t let cecily steal away the very thing ferrari fought so hard for.

                                           control.

          “   enough is enough,        emerson.               you can’t keep up your stray dog               act any more.  i’m done with you.               there will be no more unexpected               visits. there will be no more sex.                    there. will. be. no. more.