Redsand Canyon You're just like an angel

She knew the logic behind talking it out. She knew of all of the benefits it could wrought… but it was much easier said than done. It felt so much easier to push it down and repress the feelings that came with it. Bringing it up just transported her back there, and it was painful, and she didn’t want to feel any more pain. She just wanted to lay there and cuddle with her boyfriend and tend to his wounds. She found in that moment she wanted to talk about anything other than one Dimitri Callas…
 
And yet, she found herself taking his offer. If she could not confide in him, then who could she confide in? “He found me.” She repeated the basics. “He had another scent on his fur, another one I recognized… Ryzhov. He was his best friend, and just about the biggest misogynistic asshole you could ever meet.” She shuddered lightly as she tucked against him. “I know he would chase me if I ran, and I didn’t want to bring him into Mereo territory where he could come across Tamar, or Malila, or the Matrona… so I stood my ground, and I fought, and I called for help. Towhee responded first, and the Imperator was right on her heels.” She avoided placing her feelings on the matter, simply recalling what had happened in the first place. “It all happened really fast. He latched onto my shoulder and shook me around, tearing and doing everything he could to incapacitate me with it. I tried to get free but I couldn’t.”