Ankyra Sound And What if I Fly? (Trigger Warning)

Of course he won't leave her alone. She pins her ears anxiously, tail clamped over her nether regions in case he tried to have his way with her again tonight. "Yes sir." She answers softly. She moves stiffly, pain and exhaustion evident in her features. She turned, gazing longingly at the direction of the Plateau, and wondered if she had stayed with Aiolos...if she hadn't been so selfish... would this still have been her fate?
A sigh is her only answer to herself as her eyes scan the grass in front of her. After an hour or two of searching she finally finds decent enough substitution for the materials she would typically use. 
"This.. should do it." She turns to him, eyes dowcast. "I don't have the right pain relievers so some of these will probably burn..." She tried to still the anxiousness in her voice. She hated this. Hated him. But she had to pretend to be nice, at least until tomorrow night. Rest, wait till he fell asleep, then slip away towards the bramble.