<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s300.photobucket.com/user/SociallyToxicBeauty/media/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #408000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alida</span></span></span></div><br/><br/>Alida's arms held steadfast to the man's waist, unwilling to let him go. She felt his hands come up to her shoulders and he shifted them so that she was more in the water. She winced at the movement, but otherwise did nothing but tighten her hold. The man started to rub something on her back with a soothing motion. He seemed to be trying to avoid hurting her any further and it caused her crying to slow into sniffles, and soon she was relaxing into the touch.<br/><br/>He began to speak to her softly, removing her arms from around his waist so that he could continue his treatment to the rest of her body. She noticed his erection, but did not think anything of it as it was just a natural male reaction to finding a female worthy of breeding with. She was distantly flattered, but not bothered by it--though he seemed to be as he took great pains in trying to avoid prodding her with it.<br/><br/>The man cut off the water after he finished repeating the same routine on himself and she watched him curiously. It seemed to her that perhaps it was some sort of bathing ritual. The sudsy, slippery material he had used smelled very good but she was not familiar with the scent. She was ripped from her thoughts though as something landed on her head. She gave an eep, frantically grabbing at the item only to find that is was just cloth. She held it away from her and cocked her head to the side as she watched the man take his own piece of cloth and begin to pat himself down. Hesitantly she did the same, looking up every once and a while to see if she was doing the ritual correctly.<br/><br/>He soon left the room with some items in his hands and she followed him, still holding the towel in her own. She watched as he plopped down on some sort of furniture used for sitting and he motioned for her to come to him. She did so with tiny, hesitant footsteps and then stared at the couch for a moment before sitting down on it. She flailed for a second as she began to sink, but paused when she realized she was going no farther. It was just a very squishy seat and she bounced on it experimentally for a moment, giving a giggle at how bouncy it seemed to be.<br/><br/>The man began to speak though and she stopped to look at him. His voice was soft and he reached out to touch her wing. She resisted the urge to jump as she began to understand that he just wanted to bandage her wing. She gave little whimpers every once and a while, causing the man to also pause every once and a while. She held as still as she could, but occasionally would flinch or jerk when he touched a particularly sore area.<br/><br/>It was over soon enough though and she felt stiff from the bandages, but over all much better. That waterfall had been so warm and relaxing... and the man was very gentle even though his face seemed to be stuck in a perpetual state of grumpiness. Alida definitely felt far more safe around the man than she had outside and she was glad he had let her come with him. Unfortunately, the warm waterfall had made the room seem so much colder than it had earlier. She usually didn't get cold, as where she was from was always a comfortable temperature. This place, however, seemed to get very cold and goose bumps began to litter her skin and she shivered.<br/><br/>Instinctively she began to search for warmth and ended up diving under a blanket on a strange, cushy rectangle on the floor. She then began to crawl off the rectangle towards the man like a little caterpillar, her face the only thing visible. She was soon back by the man and she got back onto the seat, crawling closer to him and snuggling to his side. She looked up at him and smiled, happy and warm once more. A low growl echoed through the room, but Alida didn't seem to have any change in expression, not really recognizing she was hungry as her body had gone through a lot of strange sensations within the past couple of hours. She had never experienced true pain before, so her hunger only faded in the background of the throbbing of her wing.