The travel time had been fairly good, actually. Sorcha allowed herself to at least use her impressive flying abilities at least an hour every day to speed things up a reasonable amount without letting herself get tired and for the most part, she didn't have any episodes.
Unfortunately today wasn't one of those days.
It was late evening, and they had stopped for a bit inside a small village to rest. They had been traveling for the better part of a week now, and the dragon finally had a small bit of a flare up today. She had to even put the kittens usual training on hold, and instead had her do something that didn't need her help. She of course, was putting on a tough face like usual, especially for the tiny little kitten that was accompanying her.
The two were seated inside of a tavern, near the back. For the most part since arriving people had given Sorcha more than a wide berth. A dragon such as herself was not exactly common, after all. Despite this though, Moain would likely easily be able to tell that the dragon wasn't feeling well, or at least wasn't up to her usual standard of both training, teasing, and definitely not as talkative as she usually was.
The cat sat at the table with her ears down as she looked over the dragoness before her. The black haired girl forced herself to eat her food and keep up some normal appearance despite the fact that the dragoness was obviously upset with her.
Maoin had been told to go hunting earlier in the day and after a couple hours of trying she finally managed to snatch up a large rat despite the sun still being high in the sky. Of course the kitten had forgotten that most creatures don’t seem to enjoy such delicacy or seeing a humanoid proudly return with one in their teeth. Ever since then Lady Sorcha had been out of sorts despite telling the girl that everything was alright and that she had done a good job.
”... Lady Sorcha … I’m … I’m still sorry about earlier. You told me to go hunt and I always think of mice and I should have been more thoughtful about your needs as well. It’s okay to be angry with me.” Sorcha shifted her head towards the kitten. Curses. This wasn't going well at all. She wanted to keep up her usual face in front of the kitten, but if she was getting this out of shape over her catching a mouse…well, she might have to swallow her pride for a bit. For a few seconds, the dragon didn't respond. Thoughts were coming a bit slowly for her at the moment, and honestly she just wanted to find a nice cool spring to lay down in and get out of this armor.
"Little one," Sorcha replied with a small smile.
"Trust me when I say if I was angry you'd likely not be alive at the moment." She didn't particularly feel up to joking around or teasing the kitten further about the subject. Besides, seeing her return with a rat in her teeth actually had been rather amusing. She'd have laughed and told her she was a good kitty if she hadn't been trying to use all of her energy to simply remain standing. Unfortunately, at the time all she could manage was a frown and a small praise before sending her off to do something else.
"Now eat," She continued.
"We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. We'll be traveling completely by foot. Me flying you has perhaps made things a bit too easy." Of course, she could stand to eat a little more herself but she just wanted to get out of here for now and rest.
The kitten’s ears dropped lower as the dragoness stated that they would be walking the entire way. Maoin was sure this was intended to be some sort of punishment - cats needed to sleep a lot and didn’t have the endurance to last for a long travel unlike humans. The girl rested her chin against the table and started moving her food around moreso rather than eating it. It was a little soul crushing to disappoint Lady Sorcha like this. Maybe she had taken too much advantage of her generosity? The dragon was so upset with her that she was hardly eating herself - that signaled that Maoin had been a true idiot. In fact that was the only reason why they were even on this journey in the first place.
A minute passed before the cat forced herself to speak.
Submissively Maoin looked downwards at the table secretly hoping her hair would hide her face.
”... Lady Sorcha … do you …” The cat choked up a little as she stumbled on her words and her thoughts.
”I’m … I’m sorry for wasting your time.” Surely the dragoness could do better with a competent apprentice who could figure out that hunting meant deer?
This was equal parts frustrating and depressing.
The dragon frowned, tail thumping the ground beneath them lightly as she observed Maoin. Frustrating mostly for herself since as a proud and great being that she was, she was about to have to admit one of her few faults to someone other than Luna. Depressing, because the poor kitten seemed to assume she always did something wrong. She could tolerate it however, she just needed to get out of here…it wouldn't do to blunder in front of the public like this.
"If you do not feel like eating, then we will be leaving." Sorcha replied rather sternly. The dragon stood, taking one last bite of a leg of turkey before walking away. Unfortunately, in her mild annoyance with herself she moved a bit too quickly.
One of her feet gave out, sending the dragon stumbling forwards, face meeting the ground. Needless to say the humans in the area all gave startled gasps and shocked stares, the ones closest to them looked like they were about ready to profusely apologize.
Sorcha though, simply laid there unmoving for a few moments as she caught her breath.
Maoin simply sat there stunned like everyone else. She had irritated Sorcha so much that the dragoness was suffering a heart attack from the stress of having to deal with her. If she was …
… that didn’t add up somehow. The cat approached after a couple of seconds and set a hand onto Sorcha’s back as if touching the dragon would somehow heal her.
”... Lady Sorcha …?” The heat in her hand was incredible - Sorcha normally had a high body temperature, but this was abnormal.
Still though the other patrons in the tavern were looking at the situation. It had suddenly changed from there being a very dangerous dragon with a vulnerable kitten to having two easily grabbed servants that any mage could steal. Most of the patrons were stunned, but a couple were realizing the profit here.
”... Lady Sorcha, I-I can help you upstairs.” Maoin put herself beneath the dragon’s arm, ready to help lift her teacher when she was ready.
Sorcha, while grateful for the assistance of Maoin declined - at least while they were inside with the other humans. She forced herself to her feet, standing as steady and as tall as she could. Considering her nature as a dragon it wasn't difficult to look both regal and intimidating despite her obvious blunder.
"Come along, Maoin." Sorcha coolly replied, eyeing one of the humans next to her with a cold, hostile glare.
"I refuse to stay in a place with such uneven floorboards." She started walking, leaving the tavern and heading outside into the cool evening air.
Maoin watched the dragon with a look of concern as she insisted on standing herself up. For a second or two the cat seemed to debate what was going on here, but the girl picked up all the bags off the floor and threw them onto her back despite the weight.
”W-where should we go Lady Sorcha?” The kitten’s voice had concern in it as she started to walk next to the dragoness but it was rather obvious that the dragon wasn’t feeling like speaking about whatever just happened at the moment.
"Outside." They hadn't passed a lake or any body of water recently, so Sorcha would simply have to make do with what she had for the moment. She walked as quickly as she allowed herself too, making sure Maoin was following as they left the small village and the bewildered patrons of the tavern behind.
The outskirts of the village was mostly light forest, and as they made their way outside of the village Maoin would have had to help keep the dragon steady on her feet. The moment they were a comfortable distance away though, the dragon ordered Maoin to halt, the large beast barely able to hold herself up by now and almost collapsing onto the ground.
It hadn't been this bad in a long time, had it?
She sat on the ground, leaning onto a tree behind her, silent for the most part as she steadied her breathing.
Maoin set the bags down after the dragon started resting and tried to resist the panic that was welling up inside of her from seeing Lady Sorcha in such a surprisingly low state. She failed.
”L-Lady Sorcha are you alright? What’s wrong? Were you poisoned? How can I help? Y-you should rest!” It would be rather apparent to the dragoness that this was so far outside of the kitten’s expectations that the girl was having trouble comprehending what was happening.
"Poisoned? Hah, it would take either a very powerful poison or a lot of it to harm me, little one." Sorcha let out a quiet laugh. The kitten's concern over an old dragon was touching. The dragon's voice was obviously strained despite her attempts at remaining tough.
"Sit, and relax for a moment little one. It is…difficult to speak loudly at the moment." The dragon opened one of her wings, indicating where Maoin should sit next to her.
The kitten seemed to collect herself a little bit as Lady Sorcha spoke once more in her ‘tough, strong, impervious’ tone she seemed to be accustomed to hearing from the dragon. Maoin nodded although questioned a hundred things she should be doing - fetching the dragoness water, grabbing her a pillow, maybe even giving her a massage - but instead she obeyed the command after a few moments when she lowered herself inside of the wing.
Maoin forced herself to take long, steady breaths as her eyes ran over Sorcha with more than a small deal of concern. It would be rather apparent that the kitten was trying to contain herself as she leaned towards the dragon and watched her every move with wide eyes as if to ensure she could pounce on the problem if she managed to find it.
What happened next, would probably surprise the kitten once again.
She'd feel Sorcha's head land on her shoulder, and the dragon's breathing slow. For a few minutes, the dragon said nothing.
"I'm…sorry, little one." She finally replied.
"Being a stubborn old dragon with pride is very difficult at times, you know. It's quite…irritating to talk about your own faults and admit weakness, especially in front of someone you don't want to show it too." She chuckled lightly.
"I wasn't lying when I said I wasn't angry with you…in fact, it was rather adorable and if it was any other day I would have laughed and told you what a good little kitten you were." She chuckled again, though the chuckle turned into a light cough as she fell silent again for a few moments.
"I should have told you earlier, but sometimes it is difficult to make sound judgment when you think yourself invincible, heh." Her wing pulled itself around Maoin tighter.
"This…is nothing you are able to help with, kitten. Truthfully, the reason I cannot fly you all the way to Gibraltar is because I physically am incapable of it. I have a…condition, Maoin. An affliction of the soul which cannot be healed by simple means. It has gotten better over the years, but there are days like this when I can hardly even walk. I'll spare you the details of how I received it, but it's nothing I will ever be rid of." Maoin was a little startled as the dragon leaned on her, but the kitten wrapped both her arms back around the dragon as she finished speaking. The kitten’s ears were rather low for a bit as several questions filled her mind. But they would be able to be asked in time.
”A … I could get you some water, Lady Sorcha.” The kitten reached over to grab a canteen from one of their sacks before setting it down next to Lady Sorcha. Whether or not the dragon seemed to appreciate it the girl seemed more satisfied since she at least made an attempt to help.
”I’m glad you aren’t upset with me but …” It was rather clear the dragon didn’t want to talk too much about why she had the infliction she was suffering but the girl eventually managed pull one out of her mind.
”... why didn’t you want to show me … I’d understand that we met only a few weeks ago and maybe you don’t trust me …” The thought made the cat feel depressed, but something told her this was more than about feeling invincible.
"Hmm…" Sorcha hummed thoughtfully, the dragons' large wing thumping her slightly on the back for the thought.
"There was a time, many years ago when I had many little living with me, Maoin. They thought I was the best thing in the world. Strong, courageous…they looked up to me." Her voice faltered a bit as she took a large gulp of water from the canteen.
"We spent days playing in the courtyard, their little, fragile human faces always laughing and smiling..." She fell silent, nuzzling her head against Maoin's shoulder.
"I…won't go into detail but I failed them, and they…their lives were cut short because of it." She shook her head, smiling softly as she looked towards the sky.
"I'm just a selfish, silly old dragon that thought, that maybe, you could look at me like they once did and not worry about this…condition of mine."The kitten nuzzled back after a second, wrapping her arms around the tough dragon once more and leaning a little back against Lady Sorcha. Several minutes passed as the kitten looked towards the stars alongside her mentor and watching the celestial bodies as they shined brightly against the world. As the dragoness leaned against her the kitten thought about what it really meant for Lady Sorcha to be injured and incapacitated in such a way. What it meant that the dragon had failed her people. Why she still wanted to be looked up to and why anyone would care about a silly little cat.
The time passed and it seemed like the kitten made up some sort of decision about the entire circumstance in her mind.
”Lady Sorcha …” If Sorcha could see the kitten’s eyes she would see the same - no, perhaps a little more intense - admiration in them. The black haired girl’s opinion of Sorcha didn’t seem lowered by their interaction at all.
”... they would probably be proud of you for trying to do the same … especially after all you’ve been through.” The cat removed herself from the dragon’s side for a moment and rested her knees on the ground as she started to undo the straps to Lady Sorcha’s armor. The radiant king of the heavens would feel a massage as the kitten started to rub her shoulders with great care from the front, allowing the dragon to rest her back as much as she chose to against the tree.
"I wonder…" Sorcha smiled wistfully as she felt the kitten start undoing her armor, shaking her head. She had messed up a lot in her life, and still seemed to be making the same mistakes over again. She let out a content sigh as the kitten started giving her a massage. Well, that was alright wasn't it?
"Thank you, little one. Even as old as I am it's hard to keep myself grounded in reality at times." Maoin simply smiled back at the dragon in an attempt to continuing caring for her. Eventually the cat started to feel a little tired as she massaged Lady Sorcha … the dragon would eventually feel the kitten fall lightly against her after an hour, sitting somewhat in her lap and head against the powerful chest with one of her ears pressing against the bottom of the dragon’s nose and twitching periodically as she dreamed.
The dragon wrapped the kitten in a light hug, resting her head on the top of the kittens and pulling those wings around them as she quickly joined the kitten in sleep.
Maoin’s eyes were wide as they swept over the crowded streets of Toulouse. She’d never been to a city that had so many people in it - the Foghlu estate was rather small and only consisted of the manor and even St. Sappho academy wasn’t that big with only a few thousand citizens within.
Truthfully her ears hurt from all the constant sounds of various shopkeepers advertising their goods and the constant yelling as people tried to converse above the constant roar of other’s voices. But despite the discomfort her excitement was obvious as her tail flicked behind her - the short girl was probably lost a few times to her teacher in the crowd as the dragoness was forced to search for the telltale sign of dark cat ears poking above the heads of others as they eventually remet.
This was another one of those times as the black haired girl ran up with excitement to a large engraving on the outer wall - a portrait of some young bat winged girl and what appeared to be a sorceress destroying a giant together. Truthfully the piece was well sculpted, and the girl found herself looking at it as Lady Sorcha found her again.
Honestly, Sorcha wasn't a fan of Toulouse. Too many…skeletons buried here, so to speak. The area just dug up so many memories and feelings, most of which weren't exactly all that good. Still…it was the largest city in the area and the kitten seemed to be enjoying herself. Seeing her excitement was enough for the old dragon to distract herself. When she got to the engraving though, the dragon had to purse her lips, doing her best not to let it show she was bothered by being in the area.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Sorcha said with a smile.
"I remember when it wasn't even here, heh." She chuckled lightly, looking at the mural.
The kitten looked back towards her teacher as she made the comment and nodded.
”I wonder …” One would think there would be an engraving nearby explaining why this piece existed but the only writing was in a language that Maoin would be unable to comprehend as an irish kitten.
”Oh! Lady Sorcha! Then do you know why it is here? What happened?” The kitten was practically bouncing as she looked back towards the dragon. There were so many wonderful stories her mentor had on hand at a moment's notice. Perhaps she knew where this came from?
Oh dear, she saw the question coming from a mile away. Well, it was a good thing she was good at this, then! Even if it wasn't exactly easy for her too at times, especially this particular story. Her mouth turned up into a smile as she started to speak.
"Indeed, I do." The dragon began.
"It's an old tale, though not quite as old as I...it's a tale of a scared little dragon who didn't know anything other than arrogance and pride, and a sorceress who put up with her and taught her how to be better than she was." She looked up at the mural, humming lightly.
"It's only a tiny snippet of their tale, shortly after the two met but I will tell you what I can." She offered a hand to Maoin as she spoke, picking up the kitten rather suddenly before using her powerful wings to bring her to the top of the wall, setting her down over the section of the landscape before them where the events took place.
"Once there was an old jotun - a giant. Quite old mind you, and not exactly the friendliest of folks and a tiny bit on the crazy side." The dragon continued.
"I'm not certain of the details, but he had started to terrorize the city here. Knowing the culture of the giants, he was likely looking for an honorable way to pass - that is in combat instead of fading away quietly as an old man." She turned towards the edge of the wall, leaning on it with a small smile.
"A sorceress and her friend, a young dragon around your age in their years happened to pass by on business. She was about as big as you were too. Small thing and definitely one wouldn't think of her as a majestic dragon." Sorcha chuckled.
"Either way, they decided to help the citizens here, and when the Jotun appeared next, they challenged him. The dragon, in the form of a human much like I was, fought the Jotun by herself. It was quite a sight, watching a young dragon valiantly fight such an impossibly strong foe while the sorceress prepared a spell." The dragon looked towards Maoin.
"The jotun was skilled however, and quite strong. Strong enough to give even the dragon a run for her money in brute strength. As the young dragon's strength waned and sustained injuries in the fight, it looked like she was about to lose. The jotun raised its mighty weapon, intending on striking down the dragon where she was standing." Sorcha turned her head towards the sky, looking towards the direction of the sun with a wistful seeming smile.
"But just in the nick of time, the sorceress finished her spell. It was as if the sun itself had unleashed righteous fury upon the jotun as a mighty pillar of fire burned the creature alive just in time to save the dragon and the city both." She turned her head back down towards Moain.
"This mural was later made to honor the both of them." Well, that was a slight…exaggeration of events, to be sure. But Maoin seemed satisfied with the story anyways as her ears twitched slightly with the excitement as she continued to be the most attentive audience. She gasped as the dragon was about to be defeated but cheered when the sorceress managed to fire her spell off.
The girl seemed to be thinking of a question to ask as her tail swished around before seeming to come up with one.
”What happened afterwards? To them? Did they live here to keep protecting the city?” The kitten looked at Lady Sorcha with big excited eyes that suggested the girl had complete faith in whatever the dragon would end up saying.
The dragon shrugged, poking the kitten on the nose with a coy smile. Maoin sniffled slightly and gave her teacher a look suggesting annoyance.
"Who knows where exactly they went? They left shortly afterwards. They did travel, for a long time from what I know. You can find little traces of their exploits through many cities, all the way from Ireland and Britannia, to the Norse peoples and even as far as the desert lands to the south." She started walking, offering another hand to Maoin to bring her back down to street level.
The kitten nodded and allowed herself to be carried down to street level and stretched slightly once she was released. For a few moments the girl seemed to be captivated by the story still until her eyes fell on a shop selling dresses and various accessories. Maoin’s eyes seemed to light up very obviously as she looked at it for a moment before sprinting up to the window and practically pressing her nose against it like a small child that had seen some sort of mystic event occur.
After a second though the girl came to the sudden realization that she had no money to her name and frowned to herself before sulking back to her teacher with a somewhat defeated look and a lowered tail as her ears hardly lifted from her head.
The kitten had been running around town all day with a frantic dragon trying to keep up - it would only be fair if the girl followed her mentor where she chose to go as well, right?
”... Lady Sorcha … is there anywhere you’d like to go?” Maoin forced herself to put on a happy face as she asked but it would be easy to tell it was just an act.
Sorcha kept her eye on Maoin as the kitten ran about the city. It was refreshing to watch her behave more like a child should and less concerned about others. A child shouldn't worry about such things. When her eyes fell on the shop though, Sorcha frowned as Maoin walked back over. It was obvious the kitten wanted something, and she had been a good little kitten. But then, she didn't want to toy with the kittens obvious fragile emotional state too much. Buying her a gift of affection or reward might give her the wrong idea and it'd only end up hurting.
But then again, the kitten hadn't exactly been paying attention to her own hygiene and appearance in a number of days.
How about a bit of pampering for them both, then?
"Hmm, it has been a long time since I have been to Toulouse…" Sorcha said with a small smile.
"But a private bath house where we could both relax a bit shouldn't be too difficult to find, no?" Sorcha continued.
"Plus, I brought you here for a bit of relaxing after your training, Maoin. We should do anything you want too, little one." At Lady Sorcha’s last sentence the kitten looked back towards the shop … so many pretty things were inside. Dresses, necklaces, earrings, maybe more! But no. She couldn’t force the dragoness to take her in there. She’d already been forcing Lady Sorcha to spend all this time with her, it was quite possible the dragon wanted to relax herself.
So the cat looked back towards the Radiant Queen of the Heavens with big, pouty eyes. It wasn’t intentional, but the eyes were simply filled with a sort of longing and emotion. But Maoin nodded her head about the bath house, not wanting to interrupt the one part of this the dragoness would probably actually enjoy.
Sorcha watched the kitten, chuckling lightly and placing her hands on her hips as the kitten looked at her with obvious intentions.
"Have I mentioned how adorable you are, little one?" The dragon replied with a chuckle, petting the kitten on the head.
"Tsk, if you were even a tiny bit mean you could have anyone wrapped around your finger." The dragon started walking in the direction of the shop, motioning for the kitten to follow.
Maoin stared for a second at Lady Sorcha as if a little confused, but quickly fell behind the dragoness. The kitten wasn’t sure exactly what her teacher needed from the store - the dragon wasn’t the biggest fan of clothes herself - but some good things came about in life. The cat skipped after the dragon with a jubilant cheer in her voice.
”Coming Lady Sorcha!” The rest of the dragon’s comment seemed to be lost in the midst of the girl’s excitement.
As they entered the store it became apparent it was meant for women exclusively and of the quality that the daughter of a decently well off merchant would wear the gowns perhaps on Sunday but especially on a holiday. For a few moments the kitten simply looked at Lady Sorcha though, curious about why the dragon had decided to step in here.
Her eyes quickly drifted around the racks of clothing though, but the girl remained where she way. The dragoness was likely here for something essential and then they would probably be on their way.
Taking a look at the wares, most of the items seemed to be geared specifically towards luxury. If Sorcha wasn't pressed for time and had the desire to pamper herself a little, then she'd have bought every single item in the store. The thought brought a small smile to her lips. There were several items that caught her eye specifically, but that wasn't why she was here, was it? She walked over to Maoin.
"See anything you want, little one?" The kitten blinked as if confused.
”W-what do you mean Lady Sorcha? “ Was … was the dragoness planning on buying her something?
”You’ve already done so much for me - I …” It seemed that the cat was starting to feel a little guilty.
”D-don’t you need to pick something up?” Maoin hoped they hadn’t simply come in here for her … Lady Sorcha already spent so much of her time caring for her that the cat didn’t want to force the dragon to do anything she didn’t want to.
"I have enough pretty jewelry and shiny treasure already, little one." Sorcha replied.
"And after the hellish training I've put you through, I think you've earned yourself a little something." The dragon looked over Maoin for a few seconds, smirking in a somewhat teasing manner.
"Besides, look at you. You've hardly even taken care of your own appearance in the last week! I am not having any student of mine look as shabby as you do, little one." The dragon continued.
"As soon as we are done here I'm dragging you to the best bathhouse I can find and having you cleaned and pampered head from toe, and I am not taking no for an answer." For a couple of seconds the kitten looked downwards ashamed. She hadn’t put any work into her appearance since she left Sappho but it was a little embarrassing to have the dragon constantly take care of her. She’d have to do something to repay Lady Sorcha … but she had no idea what that could possibly be. There wasn’t any treasure or gem that she would ever possess that would be worth enough to matter to the Radiant King of the Heavens.
Maoin shook her head. The kitten couldn’t afford to waste anymore of the dragon’s time and should at least let her excitement out so the dragon would feel better.
”Thanks Lady Sorcha!” The woman would feel a quick and enthusiastic hug wrap around her before the girl started going down the rows.
At first she ran through a few dress racks - she picked up a long green dress, held it up for a moment, and then shook her head as she imagined herself wearing it. There was a cute black one though that was just a shade darker than her hair and had a gigantic bow tied around the waist to help keep it tight as well as provide support. It seemed the girl took note of that one and a few others as she headed down the aisle.
A pair of earrings caught her attention, Maoin holding the black diamonds up to her ear as if pretending to put them on. The kitten soon went through necklaces and then … something on the table made the cat pause and stare. It was out of sight of Lady Sorcha, but she seemed to sit around and examine the objects on the table for a long period of time as her eyes drifted over them … the pure expression of happiness had left her ears and instead the cat seemed much more serious and contemplative.
"Something wrong, little one?" Sorcha asked, walking over to the kitten. She had been watching the kitten as she examined a few of the items herself. Seeing the kittens change in expression made her a little concerned.
In spite of her excellent hearing it didn’t seem like Maoin noticed her for a bit as she looked at a table with various collars on it - they were exceptionally pretty, far nicer than the collar Foghlu’s gave her. Even the one that had spikes jutting out of it was more ornate than the simply leather band Maoin wore day-after-day as a servant. The cat thought it would look rather comical on any familiar ....
”Wh- I … I was just looking at the jewelry is all.” It seemed that the cat was slightly embarrassed that she had been looking at the collars longingly. Her eyes drifted back to the objects after a second, the girl questioning what lucky familiar one would have to be in order to receive such a valuable gift.
Sorcha eyed the collars curiously.
"Do you want one, kitten?" She asked.
Maoin looked up towards the dragon for a moment before letting out a long sigh.
”... it’s … I’m not supposed to put one on myself. It’s the job of a master to place a collar on their familiar. Without one it’s just an object.” Her fingers ran over one with a blue liner on the inside that was rather thick with a large bell attached to the front.
It was also illegal for a familiar to claim to be owned when they weren’t but the chances of being caught for that offense were so remarkably slim that they were negligible.
Sorcha frowned, giving Maoin a harsh look as she interrupted anything else the kitten might have to say.
"Maoin, you are servant and familiar no longer, are you?" The dragon asked.
"I didn't ask what you were supposed to do. I asked did you want one." Maoin seemed a little surprised by the sudden harshness Lady Sorcha put on. The kitten looked down with a frown.
”I ....” Her eyes seemed to water slightly as she managed to look at the dragon for just a second before looking away after a moment, unable to hold the dragon’s gaze.
”I … wish I had a master that would place one on me.” "So you don't want one, then?" Sorcha replied, eyeing Maoin carefully.
"Think very hard about your answer, Maoin, and if you continue to lie I will be extremely cross with you." Maoin looked upwards towards Lady Sorcha with surprise from the dragon’s increased hostility. For a couple of seconds she simply stared at her mentor before looking back down at the collars. After a second her lip curled upwards and her eyes water as she looked at her hero suddenly becoming angry with her.
”I-I don’t know Lady Sorcha. I don’t know what I want.” The cat’s eyes seemed to hold with the dragon’s, as if expecting her to have an answer. Of course the dragon remained silent, at which point tears started to fall from Maoin’s eyes.
”I-I’m not good at this Lady Sorcha. I …. I hate making decisions. I know you’ve been training me and you’re great and powerful and strong and all of that and an example of what every familiar should aspire to be-” Before Maoin could continue any further, she would feel Sorcha's palm hit her forehead enough to force her head back a bit, but not hard enough to harm the poor thing.
"That is enough Maoin." Her voice was firm, and more than a little serious.
"I told you, I will not be having you speaking that way about yourself at all! Do you understand me, little one?" She didn't give the kitten much of a chance to respond as she continued, stepping quite close to the kitten, close enough to invade her personal space a little.
"Are you so weak, so…pathetic you can't even decide if you want a simple piece of jewelry or not? Or did I choose to take a wrong apprentice? Maybe I should have just left you at Sappho and let Livia do whatever she wants to with you, hmm? You are the apprentice of a dragon, you spineless cat so you better damn well start acting like one." It was easy to tell from Sorcha raising her voice that the dragon wasn't pleased with Maoin's behavior or her answer.
The cat just
looked at the dragon as she was yelled at. Terror filled her veins. Hadn’t Lady Sorcha said that if she was angry she would be a dead kitten? It didn’t take her ears to be able to tell that she wasn’t going to last very long if that was the case.
Her eyes darted over to the door and then back to Lady Sorcha, her thought of fleeing dispelled as she realized that she would never make it. For a moment the cat closed her eyes in obvious distress as if attempting to pretend this wasn’t happening. When that failed the girl just exploded in screaming.
”I JUST WANT TO GO BACK TO BEING A PET AGAIN!” She collected herself for half a second before opening up her vocal cords again.
”I’M JUST A HOUSECAT! I’M A SILLY KITTEN WHO JUST WANTS A MASTER PROUD ENOUGH TO MARK ME AS THEIR OWN!” Out of breath for a second she breathed before continuing.
”I DON’T KNOW WHAT LADY GWYNN WILL EVEN DO. SHE’LL PROBABLY JUST LEAVE ME AGAIN WHICH IS TOTALLY UNDERSTANDABLE SINCE I TRIED TO KILL MYSELF!” A few more breaths and flushed cheeks. She tossed one of the collars on the ground at her feet.
”IT IS JUST A DAMN PIECE OF JEWELRY ISN’T IT? IT WON’T BRING HER BACK TO ME AND WHOEVER GETS ME NEXT TIME WILL PROBABLY ABANDON ME AS WELL!” ”MAYBE I SHOULD JUST WAIT UNTIL SOMEBODY BEATS ME MOSTLY TO DEATH TO CLAIM ME SO AT LEAST I KNOW THEY’LL WANT ME! SO I CAN KNOW THEY AREN’T JUST KEEPING ME AROUND OUT OF FUCKING SYMPATHY!” It seemed like Maoin had every intention to keep yelling as she took another few quick breaths and pushed her hands back to help her keep balance as she leaned forward.
To say the kitten's shouting caught her off guard was an understatement. The shouting itself was tolerable, but it was the contents of said shouting that really caught the dragon off guard. She was quite aware of the kittens feelings and the situation of her…leaving on this trip. They were feelings she too, were keenly familiar with. Déjà vu, much? She could empathize with such feelings and seeing the kitten like that herself made her heart ache just a little. If…if Irasacha, or rather, her next incarnation hadn't just abandoned her, maybe…
She shoved the thought out of her head, focusing back on the present.
But, they were drawing attention, and continuing to converse here was a bad idea. The dragon placed a hand on Maoin's lips, silencing the kitten with a single finger.
"Wait outside, Maoin." For a moment Maoin paused. It seemed like she considered continuing to protest … but after a second she gave Lady Sorcha a
look. She had no idea what emotion it appeared to be or even was supposed to be. Then it seemed like something more peaceful would be said but …
The cat turned around and left the shop without any ceremony, her animalistic parts displaying her fear-induced rage as she slammed the door behind her.
Sorcha watched Maoin leave with a shake of her head. She picked up the collar she had tossed, walking over to the counter and offering an apology as she bought the piece of jewelry before heading out of the store herself.
At first, Sorcha was more than a little concerned when she couldn't find the kitten. She had assumed the worst - that she had run off and gotten lost in the city. That wouldn't be good at all. She knew better than anyone that sometimes rash, rage fueled actions could have serious consequences. She flapped her wings, easily getting herself airborne as she observed her immediate surroundings, trying to find any trace of the kittens familiar black ears.
For a few minutes, concern and a little bit of panic started to set it.
Some more minutes passed however, and she spotted the kitten crying down an alleyway. The poor thing was probably a mess…
The dragon approached quietly, though not silently as to avoid startling the kitten. When she arrived, she said nothing, merely standing next to the crying kitten and letting her have a moment if she needed it.
It was rather obvious from the whimpers that Maoin had been sobbing, but she turned her head away from Lady Sorcha.
”... you can leave if you want. I’ll still look up to you if you do. You were right … you probably should have left me in Sappho. There must be a better apprentice out there somewhere.” Sorcha moved in front of Maoin, the dragon kneeling down in front of her. Was she really going to do this? It was a split second decision, certainly, and one that could have serious consequences, but…if she could help. Help the kitten maybe avoid the same mistakes she had made when she was in this situation herself….
The dragon placed a hand on Maoin's head, rubbing her head gently and running a finger and thumb through the kitten's ears before tracing down the side of Maoin's face and resting her hand on her cheek and bringing her face to look at hers.
"And if I said I would never leave you or abandon you, no matter what, little one?" Sorcha spoke softly.
Maoin looked up towards Lady Sorcha, not really understanding the implication of what was happening here.
”I’d want to believe you, Lady Sorcha, but you’d get tired of me some day. You already are.” Sorcha leaned in closer as Maoin replied.
"I would not." Her voice was firm, and the kitten would notice the dragons free hand holding something - the very same collar she had tossed.
Maoin’s eyes looked up towards Lady Sorcha, then down towards the collar, then back up towards Lady Sorcha. Her breath even seemed to freeze up as she waited and looked into Lady Sorcha’s eyes.
The dragon brought the collar up to Maoin's neck, bringing the lock that held it up into place. The collar itself was simple, but elegant. It was made of comfortable black dyed silk over a leather base to give it support, and enchanted to resist wear and tear on it. Sewn into the fabric were decorative white embellishments, and hanging off the front of it with a thick, durable cord of leather was a single topaz, shined and cut to perfection.
"I won't ever abandon you, Maoin. Never, or my honor and pride as a dragon will be worthless." The cat remained sitting completely speechless … had .... had she just been made into Lady Sorcha’s slave … servant … pet? For a few moments Maoin used a single hand to play with the collar, a single hand running over it’s surface. Then she nodded until some other thought popped into her head. Then she nodded and finally looked at Lady Sorcha’s eyes.
”Mistress?” Sorcha ran a hand through the kitten's hair again, affectionately rubbing her ears again.
"Yes, little one." Sorcha stood, pulling the likely still confused kitten to her feet.
"Now, before anything else…" Sorcha gave her a serious look.
"Do you still wish to find and go after Gwynn, or do you wish to return to Sappho? I understand if you need time to think it over, little one." The kitten closed her eyes slightly as her head was petted. It wasn’t as nice as when there was the formal familiar bond between two people, but it still felt different somehow. Maoin decided that first she needed to swear her oath in turn.
”I swear to follow you until my body rests in the ground. I will obey your orders even if I disagree with them so long as you are sane of mind. I accept whatever punishments or rewards you decide to grant me.” The cat looked up into Lady Sorcha’s eyes once again.
”Mistress, I will follow you. If it is more convenient for us to return to St. Sappho, then we should do so.” Truthfully, Sorcha was curious about what Gwynn could be getting up to in Atlantis and what exactly Livia was scheming, but…she would also like Maoin to adjust to her life as her servant as well. Unlike her previous master, Sorcha wasn't about to pass up an opportunity to be told she was pretty and be pampered.
"Then we shall return, little one…and~" She chuckled, pulling the kitten close to her body.
"As soon as we get back, I expect the best pampering you could possibly give me. I hope you're ready to seriously be a dragon's servant." The cat blushed as she was suddenly pulled close, unsure of exactly what the dragoness meant by doing that. Was … was Sorcha attracted to her? Maoin’s eyes widened as she considered the possibility.
More questions ran through the girl’s mind, but she shook her head. Surely Lady Sorcha -no, her mistress- had thought about all the complications that could be involved in this arrangement. Still though the cat was a little bit nervous about this - sure she’d been following the dragoness for a few weeks now, but now their relationship was different. The girl subconsciously fumbled with her new collar absentmindedly enjoying the sensation of the soft silk against her throat.
”Mistress … is there anything we need to talk about in our relationship?” The cat was ready to go towards the bathouse at this point, but she wasn’t exactly sure if Lady Sorcha had any strange rules about how servants spoke of her and such.
Sorcha released the kitten from the tight embrace, smirking slightly as she asked about anything regarding their relationship. She was a grand dragon, after all, and any of her dedicated followers should keep that in mind when addressing her.
"Indeed, come along Little One." Sorcha said, walking out of the alleyway.
"There is…quite a number of things we should discuss, but let us get you cleaned up first. We'll be going to the bathhouse first and we can discuss the first things there." The kitten nodded obediently, half surprised that the dragon didn’t pull out a leash and start dragging her there after the previous surprise. The girl felt like she could use a little pampering at the moment after the stress of the past few weeks ....
On the way to the bathhouse, Sorcha kept a brisk, purposeful pace, barely even acknowledging the kittens presence as she walked. Now that Maoin had become her servant, their relationship would change more than a little, as well as how Sorcha treated the kitten. It didn't take them long to find a private one they could use in a larger complex. Normally it was reserved for nobles and other important people, but no one was about to say no to a dragon who looked like she was about to kill the first person who looked at her funny.
Once inside and making sure they were alone for now, Sorcha addressed the kitten.
"First lesson, Maoin." She said, walking past her and towards the bath.
"You are a servant of a dragon - so you should act like it. As such, you are to look your best no matter what. Understand?" Her voice was firm, but not harsh as she stopped, turning on her heels to face the kitten to see her response as she motioned towards the bath.
The kitten gave Lady Sorcha a look of slight surprise as they entered the lonely room, then looked downward submissively and nodded. She hadn’t done anything wrong yet, so it was likely the dragon was just trying to be serious.
”I … I always try to put an effort into my appearance mistress. I don’t know what your preferences are and have no way to acquire clothes …” Maoin had no idea what a ‘servant of a dragon’ would dress like normally, but she sensed Lady Sorcha had a preference. The black haired girl wondered with a degree of curiosity about what the dragoness would like …
"You do not have to worry about Clothing. I will provide them for you when we return to Sappho." Sorcha replied.
"But I was not speaking of your clothing. Your physical appearance - your unclothed form - must be second only to mine at all times. Now wash - your appearance the past few weeks leave much to be desired." The kitten looked over at Lady Sorcha and hesitated for a few moments before turning around and starting to remove her dress. She was curious about what exactly the dragon had in mind for dress … she hoped it wasn’t too risque ....
Soon the dress fell onto the ground and Maoin quickly slipped into the warm water letting out a long purr as it treated her skin from weeks of travel. She wasn’t planning on beginning to scrub immediately … that could wait a few minutes. For now she simply stood in the tub allowing the water to reach her upper chest as she looked at Lady Sorcha with a smile.
Sorcha took a seat on the edge of the pool next to the Kitten, giving her a neutral expression as she lowered her legs into the water.
"Kitten, you are not here to pamper yourself." Sorcha said sternly.
"I certainly don't mind you taking a little time out of your day to treat yourself, but no matter what situation you find yourself in, tending to me should be your first priority and any playtime or pampering on yourself should be done swiftly unless I have otherwise given you time to do as you wish." The kitten’s eyes widened as she nodded, moving around as she started to remove the dirt from herself with a cloth located near the bath’s edge, dunking her head underwater and washing her body and hair down in record time. She hadn’t used any sort of soap yet, but she was now available to help her new mistress if she required it.
”Apologies, Mistress. I was not trying to be selfish.” "I did not say you were, little one - I am not berating you, simply instructing you for now." There were more lessons regarding Maoin's appearance Sorcha wanted to address, but that would come later as the situation called for it. For now, Maoin was going to learn what it meant to truly attend and clean a dragon.
"Second lesson. When I ask to be attended too in the baths, you are to give me the full treatment. Nails cleaned, tail and wings polished and scrubbed, chest, body - everything you will wash and make sure my hair is in the best of conditions. There should be some…polish in the bags somewhere for my wings." bringing a leg up and pointing her foot in the kittens face, Sorcha gave her a commanding look.
"Now, get me out of this armor and attend to me." For a while the cat simply stared down the dragon’s legs, obviously hesitating as some thought crossed her mind.
Sorcha's foot gave the kitten a firm poke on her nose.
"When I say do something little one, do it." Her voice took a slightly serious tone, indicating displeasure.
Certain thoughts crossed the cat’s mind as she was given an even better view of her new mistress’ leg. The poke only made the kitten blush more. Despite having excellent hearing, it seemed that the cat mind was still occupied with other things as she examined Lady Sorcha further … it had been a while since …
Frowning, Sorcha removed her leg from the kittens face as she spoke again.
"Did I not make myself clear enough, little one?" There was a definite hint of annoyance in her voice as she spoke, tail thumped on the ground in displeasure.
"Or…perhaps you were distracted by thoughts of something else?" Her mouth curled upwards into a smirk.
"You don't have to hide it, kitten. Being enthralled by my beauty is only natural, but if you get distracted by it so easily I can hardly use you as a servant." With the leg removed the cat’s mind returned to the matter at hand, realizing her face was flushed.
”... um … I …” Cleaning, right? The kitten stepped out of the pool and started to undo the straps on the dragon’s armor before setting the pieces off to the side and grabbing another cloth to bathe her new mistress with.
The black haired girl returned to the pool, grabbing one of the legs and beginning to scrub it dutifully as she started to remove the week's worth of grime that had collected itself onto her new owner’s body. The girl let out a sigh as she scrubbed but she was engaged in the work as she started to run the cloth over the dragons’s toenails to get rid of whatever had collected beneath them. Her ears perked towards Lady Sorcha though to indicate her mistress had her attention now that the legs were no longer distracting her. This was going to take a while, and there would be time to talk if that is what the dragoness wanted.
For a few minutes, the dragon simply enjoyed the treatment. It had been awhile since she had anyone around to take care of her quite like this. It was an experience she sorely missed. It was going to take a while for the kitten to finish, and the dragon was in no rush to hasten the experience. Plus, it gave her a good chance to talk with her some more about what was expected of her.
"Thirdly. You are to attend to me, and only me. No one else without my explicit instruction, little one." Sorcha continued.
"If another mage or similar were to try and harass you over something or ask you to do something for them, you are to tell them no and if they give you any problems, you are to tell them to take it up with me and leave." It was another basic action there, nothing too new that the kitten would hopefully be already familiar with. Of course, that action in itself might present a few problems with less…savory and agreeable mages, but Sorcha would get to that in a moment.
The kitten nodded as she thought about what the dragoness had said, rotating to the other foot and starting to clean those toe nails. Compared to her previous thoughts it was quite obvious the girl was trying to distract herself from different ones as she swore she saw something crawl out.
”Uhhhh Uhhh … didn’t you say that it was a shame that I only served one person when I belonged to Lady Gwynn, mistress?” Maoin hadn’t entirely understood what the dragon had intended when she said that … it had been a little confusing to the kitten.
"Tsk, you still haven't figured out what I meant by that, little one?" The dragon frowned. The kitten wasn't too bright in that regard, was she? Though, she supposed it didn't matter now.
"It doesn't particularly matter, kitten. You are mine. You belong to me and are my servant. You are to serve no lesser beings than myself, and you will not degrade yourself to do such things." The kitten listened as the dragon claimed her ownership without any exception. It was a little surprising after her previous mistress did everything in her power to ensure that she didn’t feel like a possession. Although unusual for the cat she didn’t argue with anything the dragon spoke and instead nodded obediently.
”Yes mistress.” The kitten finished scrubbing the right leg, grabbing the cloth to start working on the dragon’s nails. She wondered if the dragon would ever be into receiving some nail polish. Red maybe, to match the eyes? Lady Sorcha had gotten annoyed last time when she started to do makeup but now that she was a servant perhaps the dragon would enjoy it more?
The dragon didn’t seem interested in giving too many more comments and seemed to be enjoying the royal treatment instead. The legs had required a little time to return back to her old skill, but the kitten’s pride in her work was well earned as both arms were promptly cleaned and scrubbed. Next the cat stood outside of the pool with a slight shiver as the air ran against her damp skin, dumping a bucket of warm water onto Lady Sorcha’s back before scrubbing that as well. The dragon’s hair recieved a similar treatment although the soap would have to wait until later.
When Maoin returned back into the water though and prepared to start scrubbing again she realized the remaining areas were much more interesting. The kitten had given the dragon a bath before but .... The girl’s face was completely flushed over as she looked away from Lady Sorcha’s body with a degree of embarrassment as she tried to figure out what her new owner wanted.
Sorcha let the kitten continue the service. There were other things that needed discussing, but they could be more easily achieved back at Sappho. Besides, things were getting a little droll and serious. A little fun with the kitten could be had as long as it was nothing too serious either…and the kitten presented her with a rather prime opportunity.
"Oh?~" Sorcha smirked as she saw the kitten's hesitation and flushing cheeks.
"It's nothing you haven't seen before, little one." The dragon lowered herself completely into the water, putting herself a bit on the same level as Maoin as she continued.
"You've cleaned me before, haven't you? What's the matter, then?" She leaned in a bit closer, enough for the dragons rather ample chest to almost touch the kitten's.
"Perhaps…you're imagining doing something with them, now that I'm your master, hmm?~" The cat instinctively took a step back as the dragon left her seat fumbling over various words.
”Um ....” The girl found herself unable to maintain eye contact - goodness those pillars from the roman period were well constructed, weren’t they? She wondered how many people had been in here and … the cat realized her thoughts were doomed to go in circles as she looked at the dragon with eyes that couldn’t remain still.
”O-of course not!” Maoin was a terrible liar, forgetting to even address Lady Sorcha properly.
Sorcha smirked, taking another step closer to the Cat as she stepped backwards.
"Lesson four, kitten." Her voice had taken a slightly sensual, teasing tone as the kitten continued to try and get away. She would have none of it though, and for every step the kitten took away from her, she took one towards her.
"You are to always address me as Mistress, 'Lady Sorcha', or any derivation of. Understand? And don't be so nervous, Little one…it's not like this big scary dragon could easily eat this scared little kitten in front of her, heh~" The cat nodded and started to speak with a cracking voice.
”Y-yes Mistress.” Maoin seemed to catch the implication that the dragoness was talking about as she took another step back in the water.
She felt her tail run into the bathtub’s edge before her butt pushed into it. The kitten’s line had run out and she looked around nervously suddenly feeling incredibly self conscious as she covered her breasts with one arm and lowered the other one to hide the area between her legs. If the dragon paused close in front of the kitten however the girl would look her in the face with a nervous plea of some sort running through her shaking eyes as her breaths came in and out quickly.
The dragon placed a hand on the Maoin's cheek, laughing a bit at the kitten's obvious nervousness as she attempted to cover herself. The dragon was standing close enough to the kitten to have her leg press against Maoin's leg.
"Lesson five." The dragon said, moving her hand down Maoin's neck, coming to a rest on the kittens shoulder.
"Confidence in your appearance, little one. You have nothing to be embarrassed about. They're…cute, heh~" Sorcha continued, using a somewhat playfully patronizing tone. With a small giggle, Maoin would feel Sorcha press her body against hers.
"But well, I can't say you're embarrassment isn't cute, either~" The kitten’s breathing came to a complete stop as she felt Sorcha press against her, not really sure what to expect next from the dragon. More than her face was flushed as Maoin ran over the compliments in her mind and she had no idea what-
Before the kitten could properly react though, Sorcha stepped back, swatting the kitten on the back of the head lightly with a hand, looking at her with a frown.
The kitten was taken somewhat out of her thoughts as Sorcha stepped away from her with a slight swat on her head and calmed down a little. A look of confusion seemed to run across her face as she was being frowned at. Eventually a nervous voice responded to the circumstance.
”L-Lady Sorcha?” Was the dragon upset with her for some reason?
”H-have I upset you?” The cat forced herself to stop covering herself but clearly was a little uncomfortable and embarrassed by it. After all she was the dragon’s property, right? Maybe she wanted to inspect her goods?
The dragon's frowned deepened, but she said nothing before walking back to the other side of the pool with a shake of her head, returning to her previous seat on the edge of it. Entertainment value aside, the kitten had definitely failed at her task. She had ordered the kitten to clean her, and she had let herself get distracted.
"Finish what you started, little one." She inspected her recently cleaned nails with a degree of satisfaction as she continued.
"And tell me why I am upset with you." The kitten went over to grab the towel quickly and returned as she started scrubbing Lady Sorcha’s chest. It seemed the kitten had to mull it over for a bit in her mind as she thought about what the King of the Radiant Heavens wanted from her in this situation. With the playtime already over it allowed the cat to relax as she finished her work on the dragon’s front, instead stepping out of the pool and working on the dragon’s wings.
”... should I have not backed away from you, mistress …?” Had she denied the dragon what she considered her rights? Perhaps that had upset her?
"What, and ruin my fun by not being able to tease you mercilessly?" Sorcha replied with a small laugh as the kitten finished washing her front.
"No~" Maoin ran her hands over the wings, pouting but at the same time feeling a little relieved that wasn’t why the dragon was upset. It was playful fun for both parties involved … Lady Gwynn had always told her to stand up for herself … so maybe …
”... should I have told you to go away if I was feeling uncomfortable?” Lady Sorcha always seemed to want her to be more independent and confident in herself.
”Or maybe just more honest with what I did want, mistress?” The dragon laughed at the kitten's next words.
"I'm not sure you telling me to go away would have the desired effect that you'd want, kitten." Sorcha replied with a smile. Maoin trying to be all threatening and telling her to go away would simply make it more fun for her to tease the poor thing.
"And no, that is not it either." She sighed with a shake of her head.
"What did I order you to do before I started teasing you, Maoin?" The kitten paused for a few moments as she realized what she had done as she finished washing the wings. Soap and polish would still be needed later, and there was a good chance the dragon would like a long massage afterwards.
”I didn’t obey your order, mistress. Despite you having informed me of your displeasure earlier” Of course this closeness was far faster than that which had occurred between Lady Gwynn and herself, but she was a better servant than that, wasn’t she?
"Indeed, you allowed yourself to get distracted after I gave you an explicit order." Sorcha replied.
"Don't get me wrong, I don't mind a little playing around in the bath, but when I ask you to do something kitten, you are not to allow yourself to get distracted by anything." The dragon turned her head towards Maoin to see if she understood.
The kitten looked down, clearly feeling ashamed of her failure as she lowered her own hands down into her lap as she knelt against the ground. It was her first day on the job, and she already was failing at being a servant. Wasn’t that something she had always prided herself on … the one thing she was good at? Her ears lowered further against the top of her head and her tail went somewhat between her legs as she returned a glance to Lady Sorcha and nodded for a couple of seconds.
”... I … I apologize mistress. Is there anything I can do to make up for this failure …?” "Yes," Sorcha replied simply.
"Don't let it happen again, and show me that outstanding work that you pride yourself in." The kitten nodded, pulling out the oils and soaps and starting to rub the shine into Lady Sorcha’s wings softly, and soon enough they were shiny like the sun reflected off of it. The cat went down with the soap as well, and cleaned both of them before taking Lady Sorcha’s hair and working on making a complicated french braid. A yawn escaped her lips but she continued to work having learned from the lesson earlier that letting herself get exhausted or lazy would probably irritate her new owner. Soon enough the cat was finished as she let out a sigh of exhaustion. Perhaps she had taken a bit too long at this, but a few weeks of travel combined with Lady Sorcha’s high standards made any sort of bathing a long task. Still though, the dragon likely wasn’t finished being pampered.
”Anything else, mistress? Would you like me to fetch you a drink and massage you?” "I don't think that will be necessary, little one." Sorcha said with a quiet hum. She brought one of her wings around to her eye level, seemingly inspecting Maoin's work.
"I think, I would prefer a nice dinner. Tis getting a bit on in the day and you should find us a place to stay for the evening, no?" The kitten managed to keep the sigh of relief down from not having to continue working her hands on the dragon. After the morning’s training and the fight they had in the shop earlier, the cat felt spent after giving Lady Sorcha the long bath she desired. Still though, Maoin had a new order and with a small yawn started to finish drying herself off before throwing on one of her recently cleaned dresses that was stacked outside the door and tying it into place. The cat proceeded to stack her owner’s things close to the pool before she turned her eyes to Lady Sorcha.
”I’ll return as quickly as possible Mistress.” With a nod, the cat left the doors and headed out into the streets.
It took about ten minutes but a knock on the door signaled Maoin’s return to the bathhouse.
”Mistress?” "That was quick, Moain." Sorcha said from behind the door.
"You've found a suitable place, I assume?" The dragon had already put her armor back on and was eager to get into a bed and some food. She was feeling a bit tired herself.
The cat nodded, leading the dragon and herself to a well-off tavern that was perhaps a bit on the pricey side, opening the door politely to let her owner in first as the pair of them were led to a table in the back where mythical creatures would avoid scaring the general populace. The dinner came out quickly for the pair of them and was overall tasty but nothing divine. Lady Sorcha ordered herself several drinks but did not ask if her servant was interested so Maoin assumed that since she was on the job she wasn’t supposed to get inebriated. Soon enough the meal was paid for and the pair of them headed upstairs to a room with a single full bed, a small desk, and a closet to hang any clothes in. The cat hung the clothes up with a yawn, closing the shutter doors and turning her eyes back towards Lady Sorcha to see if she had any sort of orders.
Sorcha, immediately plopped down on the bed in quite a comical fashion, messing up all the covers and stretching her body completely over it.
"Ahh, that was gooood~" She chuckled, slightly drunk. She rolled over onto her back and sat up, tossing her legs over the edge of the bed and smiling over at Maoin.
"So…how do you like it so far, hm? It's only going to get tougher from here, you know. I expect that sort of care every day, if I am not occupied by something else." Despite the seriousness of her words, her tone of voice was more playful than anything.
The kitten let out a loud yawn in return in spite of herself, rubbing her eyes. Still though she gave a smile in return.
”It’s certainly different, mistress.” Lady Sorcha was MUCH more active in requesting her desires than Lady Gwynn, although the cat hoped that this didn’t mean she would never be pampered again. Her eyes drifted out the window before she let them look back to Lady Sorcha as she broadened her smile. Whatever a servant did, it was their job to appear cheerful as they did it.
Sorcha returned the smile, but said nothing patting the spot next to her indicating Maoin should sit. Maoin walked over loyally, lowering herself into the spot and trying to avoid collapsing straight onto Lady Sorcha. She turned her tired eyes up to the dragoness and forced herself to suppress a yawn.
”Yes Lady Sorcha?” Suddenly, the dragon reached up and placed a hand on Maoin's head, gently rubbing both the top of her head and her ears.
"Who's a good kitty?" Why yes, she was slightly drunk as previously mentioned.
The cat meowed slightly as she was being petted, hands curling up slightly and rubbing her head instinctively back into the pets.
”Meeeeeow” Why yes, she was a fantastic kitten, wasn’t she? Maoin wrapped her arms around Lady Sorcha as she pressed her head further into the source of attention.
"Yes you are a good witttle kitten, aren't you?~" Sorcha chuckled…before letting herself fall backwards onto the bed, and bringing Maoin with her, wrapping the kitten in a firm hug as the beast yawned.
"Get some rest, little one. You'll have a long few days ahead of you. Don't think your training is going to be put on hold just for this…" The dragon grumbled with a final yawn before settling down to sleep. The kitten found herself laying there for only a few minutes in thought as her own eyes closed peacefully.
She suffered nightmares every night on the trip home.