dxmonicpaws:
sheâd spoken to him before, walked with him among the yardâ perhaps to get a feel for what he was like, what he could be like. he didnât hold it against her that nothing came of it, cause evidently something was coming of it now. she had a way about her, a smell ; something that brought a smile to his lips as she stood there demanding in front of his cell. her gaze doesnât leave his even as she snaps and motions to the guard to let him out. kaine is let out and he steps, swinging his arms gently, âyes maâam, where are we going?â the black dog didnât expect a long winded answer, in fact he preferred the short, clipped straight to the point answers.
there were times when the mistress didnât trust her own resolve enough to lay hands on another. times when she knew it would end badly, bloody. but she had enjoyed his company for that short walk they had taken. he didnât speak in abundance. no pointless conversation to be had. they were monsters, these two. neither one of them a good sign for anyone who crossed their paths. she knew what he was, and that was part of what pulled her to him, spiked with little curiosity didnât revolve around violence. mina waited as he made his way from the cell and she took a step backward, then another before turning and starting down the corridor. âto the woods.â













