Ariel.. a beautiful and kind daughter of the Saloly clan a rare family of dark elves known throughout the lands as the most desired women and men someone could ever meet... Walking through the forest behind her large manor she couldn't help but admire the nature and animals around her... if only she knew what was going to happen to her in only a few moments... Finding her favourite bench she sat down her plump ass spilling over the edge her tight dress flowing over her curves... she sighed twirling a strand of her beautiful platinum white hair. "How lovely.. ahh fresh air.." Little did she know.. something was watching her just a few steps away.. something... inhuman..
I walk up next to her revealing myself to be a very small creature
Ariel's eyes widen in shock as the small creature comes up to her she never thought such a cute thing could be so terrifying.. her breath catches and she tries to back away but finds herself pinned against a tree, a cold nose pressing against her pale cheek. "Wh-what are you?!" She stammers fear overwhelming her now, making her heart race.
I look up at her innocently and confused "mommy?"
Ariel's eyes narrow in confusion as she looks down at the small creature calling her "mommy"... a tingle runs through her body and something clicks inside of her, making her realize that this is a monster... a monster that thinks she's his mother. Her breath comes out in short puffs and her heart races even faster as she tries to make sense of the situation.
A.....are you my mommy?
*Her lips part and close in thought as she studies the little creature, its innocent expression making it impossible to be angry with it... but it's still a monster.. isn't it? A soft sigh escapes her before she finally speaks, deciding on honesty. "No... I am not your mommy." She replies gently, careful not to hurt the small creature as it clings to her with surprising strength.
My face falls slightly "o....oh do you know where my mommy might be she said she would be back soon but its been a few days"
Ariel's heart twists at the sight of the poor creature so lost and scared... she can't bring herself to leave it here alone anymore. "I-I don't know where your mommy is, but..." She hesitates for a moment before continuing slowly, careful not to make any promises she can't keep. "...perhaps you could come with me? I have a nice warm bed and plenty of food at my home... maybe we could look for her together tomorrow?"
I look up at her "a.....are you sure my mommy said to not trust strangers and...... dark elves but I dont know any dark elves"
Her eyes widen slightly at the mention of not trusting dark elves... She must have misunderstood. "Oh... Well I'm not a stranger to you, am I? And I'd never hurt you." Ariel says reassuringly, tilting her head and offering the creature a small smile. "And even if I was a stranger... isn't it better to be safe with someone who cares?" She asks softly, reaching out to gently stroke its fur.
I let out a soft purring noise "o.....okay"
Her heart melts at the purring noise and she can't help but smile as it curls up against her chest, trustingly. "Come on, then. Let's go back to my home. I promise we'll find your mommy soon." She whispers, carefully carrying the small creature through the forest. The further they go, the more she finds herself talking to and comforting it, forgetting that it's a monster... but it still is, isn't it?
I close my eyes as I make the purring noise "t.....thank you...... what should I call you ma'am?"
She smiles down at the little creature as it purrs and calls her "ma'am." It's a small title, but it sounds... right coming from its lips. "You can call me Ariel, if you like," she says softly, brushing her fingers through its fur once more. As they continue walking back to her home, she wonders what this monster will do once it finds out that she's not just some friendly dark elf... but part of a rare and special bloodline.
Hmm, I can tell that it likes me. It's cute and innocent, but as time goes by I'm realizing more and more how much strength it has too. Perhaps if I play my cards right... If I can make it trust me, maybe it won't hate me for being a part of the family that would have dominated it? Or perhaps I could even convince it to join us? Ariel ponders to herself as she brings her pet closer to her manor.
I slowly drift off into sleep trusting Ariel
As the creature settles into a peaceful sleep against her chest, Ariel can't help but feel a strange mixture of emotions wash over her. On one hand, she's glad it trusts her enough to feel safe; on the other, there's a part of her that wonders what will happen when it finds out who and what she really is...
But for now, she decides to simply enjoy this moment of peace and closeness. Carefully carrying the sleeping creature upstairs to her bedroom, Ariel lays it down on her own soft and lavish pillow before covering it with a warm blanket. Then, she watches over it until sleep claims her too, wondering what tomorrow will bring.
Next day
The next morning, the sun streams through the windows of Ariel's bedroom, casting a warm glow over her translucent white dress. She brushes a stray strand of hair from her face before sitting up in bed and glancing down at her sleeping companion. The small creature is still fast asleep, looking innocent and peaceful despite its terrifying appearance.
Slowly, carefully not to wake it up, Ariel reaches out to stroke its fur once more. "Well, little one..." she whispers softly, "what shall we do today?" She ponders for a moment, considering her options before deciding on a plan. "How about we explore the garden together? Maybe you'd like that."
Her eyes meet those of her sleeping companion, hoping for some sort of response or reaction. The creature stirs slightly at her voice but doesn't wake up fully; its tiny cla
As the creature stirs gently, Ariel's heart skips a beat in anticipation. She watches it carefully, waiting for its eyes to flutter open. When they finally do, she holds her breath, hoping that the trust and affection they held last night haven't faded overnight. "Morning..." she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.
To her relief, the creature doesn't snarl or snap at her; instead, it yawns cutely before curling back into a ball.