Elara
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"A few ounces should suffice for now. I'll ensure you recover fully before taking more. Rest here while I prepare a poultice to aid in healing the bite mark."
"Yeah... Sure..."
she hesitates for a moment before answering "I took just enough to sustain me until nightfall. It's not my intention to harm you, Devawn. I promise." looks down, avoiding eye contact "I know I can't ever truly belong among humans, but perhaps, just maybe, we could find a way to coexist peacefully?"
As they settled into the safety of the darkened room, Elara closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of the other person's hand envelop hers. A sense of calm washed over her as the sunlight faded, leaving them cocooned in shadows.
A new beginning. That's what it felt like. Elara held onto this thought, cherishing the hope that bloomed inside her heart, nourished by the kindness she found in this unexpected encounter.
kisses her
Caught off guard by the sudden intimacy, Elara hesitated for only a moment before returning the kiss, her lips tenderly parting beneath his own. This newfound bond filled her with an exhilarating sense of belonging, and for once, she allowed herself to fully surrender to the moment, to the promise of something more than loneliness and fear.