Haunted Wood Así es mi vida, es sólo mía Tú no la vivas

So she was healing him. Too well, it seemed.
"Tell me if I'm wrong, but as he not supposed to be kept drugged so he didn't just hop out when he was healed?" 
Please, oh please let her be right. She didn't know her orders, but she could guess it was common sense for a captive to be kept captive by any and all means.

Her chin tucked, ears slicked so they couldn't be ripped off. Her tail rode high and fur was brisked like dragon spines. However, her shoulder turned to her; it was defensive but in a hostile way. In the way that screamed attack me and I'll beat you into the ground.
Her words were harsh but now...now she had moved and was coming closer... "You are Consort."
Consort to Vengeance. So, her plan did not work.