Home and Safe [Sabby and Fareyes]
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				Title: <strong>Home and Safe [Sabby and Fareyes]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>04-01-2012, 08:30:35</strong>
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				It had been 3 days since Sookie had been cut free of the wreckage. One minute, she had been sleeping, safe in an abandoned car, and though she was cold and hungry, at least the rain didn't get to her as much. Then, the light came, a shrieking noise, and her impromptu home twisted in on her, and everything went dark. She didn't know what had hit her. She knew to avoid the cars, but they stayed on the road, right? Whatever the case, the accident had left her falling in and out of consciousness, metal ripping through her filthy fur, and sometimes she couldn't get her head out of the rain. In her deepest fever dreams, when her body burned and the world spun about, she heard voices, and a face came to her. <br><br>And now, here she was, once again huddling into a tight space, peering out cautiously for that stranger that lurked nearby. <br><br>Sookie had been near death only a few days ago, her once proud orange and white coat matted with filth, body stinking of infection, her tail broken from some past accident, and one of her stiff ears almost ripped off by a dog. The tabby didn't like living on the streets, but people were mean to her! Whenever she tried to beg for food, there was another cat, or a human, chasing her off. Maybe they came after her, and that was why she went to the dark place for so long. <br><br>Carefully, she peeked out from the cage, peering around the woman's living room. Her one good ear was perked all the way forwards, listening for her, and her big blue eyes set hungrily on the food and water set out for her. She had been staring at it for the past hour, but whenever she tried to get it, spikes of pain shot through her leg, and for some reason, being in an open space made her scared. Bravely, she limped over, padding on her scabbed but now clean hands, nose twitching, hazarding a few bites at the dry food, slurping down water greedily, then darted back inside as fast as her cast would allow her. She huddled into the back, almost expecting a reprisal. She hugged her legs, waiting for, or dreading, she wasn't sure which,&nbsp; the woman to come by and see the food had been taken.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Home and Safe [Sabby and Fareyes]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>04-01-2012, 15:30:48</strong>
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				Suzan was a tall black haired woman, she was in her early 30s and had been a cop for most of that time, right now she was on leave for some other reasons but one day when coming home she had spotted the car wreck with the limp hairy little thing hanging out of it dripping blood in the rain. She had known what to do from that point and did it, after that it felt wrong to just leave her so after a bit more paperwork the Kitten was hers. Suzan was a tall slightly muscular athletic woman with long shapely legs a very firm body but with plenty of fat left over to look feminine. She had a high cheek boned slightly stern expression that was not unkind just a bit contained, her long silky black hair hung down her back in a single pony tail. <br><br>It was morning she had just gotten up and made shore the kitten had food and water before eating and seeing to those things she needed to. Coming back she had noticed the food had been eaten and listening up she herd the soft scared noises of the Kitten. They had told her it was very young just past the adult curve. She had been a bit surprised that there were stray pets like her a new one cost a good bundle of money but apparently the same logic that had made them such a fashion statement also made them unwanted once abandoned.<br><br>“You feeling better honey?” she got down on hands and knees but stayed above the kittens height. That’s what the book said to do, she had been reading up on the right behavior although the finger thick book did not seem impressive. “You remember me?” she knew the kitten would not, could not speak but it did understand in a simple sort of way, she made a gesture to around her “My home, your safe” she smiled, but was careful not to show teeth. <br><br>To the Kitten she would smell different, males smelled a kind of way and females smelled a kind of way but&nbsp; Suzan smelled different then either, and it wasn’t any chemical there was a strong heaviness to her smell, a kind of thickness a little sweat feminine but also not. <br><br>Suzan was holding out her hand, her large green eyes following the movement she could see in the transport cage she wanted to coax her out she would eventually have to give it back and she wanted to keep kitten from getting to attached “Come out, you know me right. Here have some more food” she held a few bits of the harder crunchy snack in her fingers offering it she had very long elegant hands with long precise looking elegant fingers.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Home and Safe [Sabby and Fareyes]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-01-2012, 20:12:06</strong>
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				The woman that knelt down had appeared several times in that hazy period when the rain tortured her. She couldn't move, and had a lot of trouble staying awake, so time had blurred into an incomprehensible smear, but this woman had come several times during that period. On her first remembrance, she had been scared. She thought that this person had been the one who had hurt her, but now, she wasn't so sure.<br><br>Her voice, and the tasty biscuits held out to her, were enough to have her lean forward, interested, but then she remembered the last time she had been stuck in a small, dark place and this woman had hovered over her, trying to coax her forward... she remembered being grabbed, and it hurt when she was pulled out. She huddled back, eyeing the woman with a fearful, but mostly conflicted look, like she didn't know what to do. Poor Sookie couldn't come outside while she was there. The need to hide was just too strong.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Home and Safe [Sabby and Fareyes]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>07-01-2012, 20:32:47</strong>
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				“You don’t have to be afraid” she spoke softly, and was careful not to show her teeth when she did “You remember, I took you out of the place ware you got hurt. Remember getting hurt?” she asked softly settling down her hand out waiting for her and settling down to wait comfortably. She waited patiently not speaking to much at once, she had read that they could understand basic language but had problems with to much and to complicated<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>“Remember the loud noise that hurt you?” she asked, she had not been there but it was a good guess that it would be what she had gotten from the accident, guessing that if she had seen the car she would have gotten out of there. “A car smashed into the place you were sleeping in, you know cars the big fast hard things?” she kept holding out her hand.<br><br>“Come out honey, I need to check that you aren’t bleeding” and that she had not accidentally or out of annoyance scratched of any of the bandages. She waited until eventually she would come out, Suzan had read the book and it clearly stated all were made with a strong sense of trust. She still wondered how one had gotten to live on the street, they were still almost completely property of the rich. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Home and Safe [Sabby and Fareyes]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-01-2012, 18:10:55</strong>
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				Bleeding? She knew what that meant. It was like pain, wasn't it? The word made her unusually stiff leg twitch, and she was reminded of the cast around it. Peering up at Suzan, her ears all the way back, she hazarded a tint step forward, body flat against the ground. The promise of food was enough to have her listening, and the woman was offering it... <br><br>When her head finally popped out, she stopped, pausing cautiously, the sudden fear of open spaces like a weight on her, but she didn't shoot back in. Her cast wouldn't allow that. She simply froze, but cocked her head to the side, staring at the woman curiously, if a little afraid. The memory of the monster yanking her broken body from the wreckage was fresh in her fever addled mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Home and Safe [Sabby and Fareyes]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>08-01-2012, 18:47:23</strong>
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				Suzan kept smiling not showing teeth and came closer in a steady smooth motion without sudden moves. She held her palm to her so she could take the food and touched her forehead gently “See I am not the one who hurt you” running a hand trough the hair like fur on the top of the kittens head she stroked her a bit slowly and carefully then sliding a hand down her back she examined some of the marks and the stitching that had to be done in some places. Then she reached her leg and looked at that. <br><br>She was kind of confused on some points the book made, it seemed to suggest that they needed to be kept under strict control because of there nature although Suzan was shore she would be capable of controlling the cute little thing she had no idea why such measures as suggested in the book would be necessary. <br><br>And while she was not opposed to looking at the cute creature as something possibly sexual and she did have something of a kinky side the necessarily that was suggested she did not get. She stroked over the cats tail stretching it so as to check the mending, she had to have a joint that had been damaged mended but the tail now bent normally again. She stroked it again just to feel the bushy fluffy fur “I need to take your temperature and give you some medicine” she told her, the temperature would not be such a big deal she taught but she was some what boggled at why the medicine had to be a trio of suppository capsules. <br><br>She moved the palm with the foods, holding back not to giggle from the feel of her tongue as it touched her skin. Suzan was trying to bring the kitten over her lap so she could hold her down enough to give her the capsules in her bottom. Her mind daced back to what she had found when she had went to the outfitter site she had found on the internet, so many restraints and kinky things she wondered what exactly the kitten taught of there general use. <br>
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