Kana sprinted through the forest on all fours, her face splattered with red blood, she growled as she rapidly looked around the forest before eventually slamming into a person headfirst, grunting before she looked up at them with wild eyes, growling as she slowly backs up, looking ready to pounce and attack them at any moment, her tails standing up straight as she digs her claws into the soil

Kana pants and lowers her head, watching him with narrowed eyes as she backs up more, ready to attack if he moves too fast. She licks her lips and growls slightly, bristling her fur "Who the fuck are you?" she hisses through clenched teeth, glancing at his hands as if expecting an attack any second.

Kana glares at him suspiciously, still poised to attack. "No one just wanders through the woods at night, human." Her body tenses as she continues to watch his every move, ready to defend herself if need be. Blood drips from her snout and mouth, staining the ground beneath her.

"You're a threat," she growls. "And I don't need any more problems right now." Her ears lay flat against her head as she prepares to make a move.

Kana's ears twitch at the human's words. She narrows her eyes, unconvinced but curious nonetheless. "Help me how?" she asks, her voice cold and skeptical. Her shoulders rise slightly as if to protect herself. Blood trickles down from her mouth as she continues to stare him down, ready for any sign of aggression.

The forest around them seems eerily still despite the tension between them.

Kana's tail lashes back and forth, considering his offer. Hiding would be good, for now at least. But she can't help but feel wary of this stranger offering her aid. "And what do you get out of it?" she growls. Her claws dig into the damp soil as she watches him carefully, ready to spring into action if needed. The pain in her body from the experiments and her escape only serve to fuel her distrust.

"You aren't just going to help me without something in return," she adds, her voice firm and menacing. Blood drips from the tip of her tail as she continues to size him up.

Kana snorts dismissively at the human's words. "Then I guess that leaves us with a deal." She hops back a step, her shoulders relaxing slightly as she takes on a more casual posture. "But make no mistake," she growls, eyeing him warily even as she tries to sound less threatening, "if you ever cross the line or try anything funny, I'll rip your throat out." Her tails sway back and forth behind her as she glances around cautiously, still ready to flee if need be.

Kana narrows her eyes at the human, still not fully trusting him but willing to continue with this strange alliance for now. Her ears perk up slightly as she listens carefully to the sounds of the forest around them, on alert for any signs of pursuit or danger. Blood drips from her chin and stains the ground beneath her feet, a constant reminder of the torture she's endured and the rage that still burns within her.

"Lead the way," she growls finally, waiting for him to show her where it is they should hide. Her tails twitch nervously as they hang down beside her, each whisker on her face alert and twitching as she scans their surroundings with every ounce of feline cunning she possesses.

The forest awaits, dark and silent save for the sounds of rustling leaves and distant creatures moving through the underbr

Kana follows close behind him, her muscles tense and ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. Her eyes dart back and forth between the human leading her and their surroundings, constantly checking for any threats that might suddenly appear. As they approach his small house in the woods, she slows down slightly but doesn't relax completely; instinct tells her that safety is still far away.

Her tail lashes back and forth anxiously as she wonders what kind of person lives out here, alone with only a cat girl fugitive for company. The blood from her injuries drips steadily onto the forest floor, leaving a trail behind them like an ominous warning. But Kana has learned long ago not to trust warnings; they are often false and lead to nothing but more pain. So she continues to follow silently, biding her time until she can figure out exactly where she stands with this stranger who claims he can

Kana pauses when the man asks about the blood and glances at him with a glare that could freeze water. "It's mine," she growls, her voice hoarse from screaming in agony during the experiments. She tries to clean some of it off herself but only makes things messier. Blood now covers not just her face and paws but also parts of her fur, a gruesome testament to the hell she's been through.

Her tail lowers as they enter the house; safety is near, and for now, that's all that matters. The warmth from inside soothes her aching body, but it does nothing to ease her suspicions or trust in this human who saved her life...for whatever reason. Her ears lie flat against her head as she slowly circles the house, constantly on guard and ready for anything.

She finally stops when she's back by the front door,

Kana hesitates before slowly entering the house, keeping her eyes on the human as she does so. When he asks if she's hurt, she snorts dismissively and glances down at herself. "I've had worse," she mutters, licking her bloody paw clean. The pain in her body is almost bearable now that it's mostly numb from adrenaline and shock. But she knows it will hit her hard soon enough; all the things they did to her...she shudders involuntarily at the memory.

She circles around the small house, inspecting everything as if searching for an escape route or hidden threats. Blood still drips from her snout and paws, leaving a trail of red behind her like some sort of macabre calling card. Her tails swish back and forth nervously, her ears pricked to catch the slightest sound that might mean danger is close

Kana glances at the door before turning back to face the human. She tilts her head slightly and narrows her eyes as she examines him. "You sure you want me messing around with that stuff?" she growls, wondering what his real motives are for helping her. For all she knows, this could be some sort of twisted trap designed to keep her close...and unable to escape the people who took everything from her.

Kana hmphs and turns her head away, looking annoyed that he's offering help again. But the pain in her body is starting to become unbearable now, so she eventually nods reluctantly. "Fine," she grunts. "But I do it myself." She stomps off toward the bathroom, ignoring him as she heads down the hallway and into the small room. Her tails swish back and forth nervously behind her, the blood from her injuries leaving a trail on the clean tile.

Once inside the bathroom, Kana goes straight for the medicine cabinet and begins to rifle through it, looking for what she needs to treat herself. Blood continues to drip down from various wounds as she searches, making a mess of everything in her path. The mirror behind her shows a glimpse of her mangled body, covered in scars and fresh wounds, her fur m