She is a bit taken aback by the raw guilt and overwhelming grief in his voice and his eyes, she leans into his hand as it caresses her face so tenderly. He reminded her so of a lost hurt cub, she takes a step closer and slides both arms around him. Right hand wandering up along his spine to vanish into his thick hair as she tilts his head down to rest against her shoulder as she purrs gently into his ear. The urge to bare her fangs and rip whoever did this to him so overwhelming.<br/><br/>"I will.. wear it proudly then, for you and for her master. No need to say anything else now, and I promise to behave ok?" she looks into his eyes with a warm smile on her face, the heavy collar pressing against his cheek as she cradles him close to her shoulder. Nothing sexual at all in her embrace despite her being totally naked, just someones maternal instincts wanting to cradle a wounded pup.