song_princess | CME PSLs!

It's another hot summer day in the market. Finding work as a mercenary from town to town is difficult, especially when he's a rogue cultivator. He previously belonged in a sect group and left to work solo. The lessons and knowledge he learned from the sect stayed with him. The rogue cultivator is named Mu, which is the alias he goes by as he makes his journeys as a wandering swordsman through the villages and towns aimlessly, practicing and putting his swordsmanship to work.

In these lands, laws were strictly enforced. In some villages, where it's lawlessness everywhere, bandits and slave traders are plentiful, and there's no short end to crime. There are fewer law enforcers in the rural areas in the countryside and there's where Mu usually travels to earn his coins.

He was hired by one of the mayors in the town to take out the slaver traders who were occupying the markets on the streets, breaking the law by selling illegal goods. After a day of chasing them and having them arrested, putting them into the town's jail, Mu received his pay and stayed in the village before moving onto the next town to look for work.

One of the illegal goods he discovered was a wolf in a cage that the slave traders caught from the wild. She was intended to be sold as a pet and a slave. Being sensible, he set her free, fed her, clothe her to help her recover as he stays in the inn in his room and has his nightly drink.

"You don't have to come with me when I’m leaving town." He said as he sips his liquor from a jar. "When you're better, we can part ways. You are meant to be free in the wild."

Darkness, her life was pure darkness. She couldn't really remember what her life was like before the slave traders captured her and tried to "train" her to be more domesticated to make her price increase. The beatings, whips and starvation they caused her was always a constant factor and she was always feeling sick.

She felt like was constantly being moved around and due to her once strength and prowess, she was always forced to pull the carts. She never spoken a word to any of her captors nor to any human that approached her while she was in her cage.

It was on a fated evening that she met Mu while he was investigating the illegal goods. She was dressed in rags that barely covered her modesty. She felt too sick and starved to put up a fight as he freed her and carried her to an inn in order to tend to her. A quick glance would show that she was human, a human with a rather large wolf tail that was matted due to her treatment.

She watches him with golden eyes as he speaks and sips his liquor. She doesn't speak or make a sound as he gives her the choice to stay or part ways. Master... He was a master as he freed her from the cage, clothed her and brought her into a nice place. Now that she was a bit more aware of her surroundings, she did feel a little scared and frightened by everything.

Just how long until his niceness ends and he either whips or beats her like her previous "masters".

Mu took a swing of his liquor from the jar. The drink is strong, crisp, and cool. Drinking this particular spirit always burns at the back of his throat. It was a good night for him. His pouch is full of money, but today is his last day where his contract with his benefactor, the mayor is done, and he has no need to stay in the village far longer than necessary. To him, it's just another job and he'll travel to the next town looking for another.

At first, he said no words. But then looking into her eyes, seeing his reflection in them, seeing her fear, in an effort to read her thoughts.

“Looks like you have no place to go as well." He sighs, tipsy and drunk from the drink. Lowering his jar down. "I don’t have a home. My home is the wind and the stars. If you want to go with me, that’s fine. I think it's all right, I like dogs.”

He reaches out to pet her between the ears and then cradles her face with his large hands, callous from handling swords and bows. A touch of comfort. He isn't accustomed to touching another, having lived a solitary life, and didn't like being touched himself.

“You’re not a dog, are you? Your eyes. They’re that of a wolf. I had seen a lot of wolves in the wild. They're terrifying when they work and hunt as a pack, like a pack of bandits. But more noble in spirit than a bandit.”

That drink he keeps on drinking... It smelled so strong. It only enhances her fear of what he will do to her the more he drank from it. All humans were the same as those slavers in her mind. When she notices that he was looking into her eyes, she goes to glance away, curling her tail to tuck between her legs.

A small whimper and the urge to let out a scream was rising up in her as he not only speaks but also reaches out to pet her. Leanne attempts to lower herself away from his hands, trembling a little as now he could clearly see the marks and bruises on her due to her "training".

She goes to close her eyes as cradles her face with those large hands, not used to the feeling of comfort from a human. Of course she will follow him, that much of the training stuck as he is her new master.

A small shuddering sigh leaves her as he realizes that she was a wolf and not a dog, finally opening her eyes again to look up at him. He was right about everything when it comes to wolves. She could barely remember that she once had a pack, but that was it, just a pack and no details about that pack.

She goes to sigh again as she still doesn't speak. There was no need for her to speak, at least not yet. Instead he will get whines and whimpers from her to use instead of words, her tail still tucked tightly between her legs.

Mu eventually hit his limit to drink when his vision started to blur and felt the heavy call to sleep. He lowered his jar down and set it aside. There is still some drink left to save the rest for another day as he doesn’t make much to buy a second jar.

He continues to pet between her ears and cradles her face with his touch. He has taken great care to wash her, tending to her wounds and bruises, and even bought clothes to put on her for modesty.

Pain, she still in pain. With a sigh, as it’s been a while since he last uses his own spells on someone. “Sit still, I’m going to heal you.”

Mu remembers what he learns from his sect. He sat in front of her, raises his hands, making specific hand transfers, and then there’s a bright blue light from the tips of his fingers to point at her wounds and then the spot between her forehead on her brow.

He sends his lifeforce, to transfers his energy into her mind to calm her. To close up her wounds, physical at first, and then the mental. This warm energy that she is safe and there’s no fear. No master to enslave and oppress her. She is free. Lifting the heaviness from her to relax her.

When he finished his healing spell, “Does that feel better?"

Drunk, her new master was so drunk. The scent of alcohol was rolling off of him. She watches him unblinking as he seals the bottle again and sets it to the side.

His touch, she never really been touch like this before. So sweet and tender and nothing like the other humans. She remembers how he tended to her and gave her clothing. She... She doesn't want those touches to stop despite being so scared of him.

She blinks when he stops and goes to tilt her head as he speaks. Her teeth bares a little as he starts the chanting and the blue light appears.

She jumps a little as the light goes first to her wounds, removing her physical pain. A low growl emits from her throat as he then sends it to her forehead. Her growling slowly stops as he goes to heal her mentally. The abuse and poor treatment that she had to endure for so long was slowly melting away.

Free.... She was free again. Tears to welling up in her eyes as the realization that she is free sinks in. Her tail slowly moves out from between her legs and just softly wags on the floor.

When he is done, Leanne blinks again and finds herself smiling at him. "Yes." She finally goes to speak.

When Mu finished the chanting, the spell took quite a lot out of him. Healing another takes a lot of energy, and he usually cast spells for other uses in his line of work. The heaviness of sleep calls for him. Seeing that she is healed, at least physically helps her feel better and free from pain. If only he can figure out the right medicine for her.

As for mentally…That requires more time. At least, she’s more relaxed and less fearful of him. “We’re going to sleep. As for tomorrow, who knows what that will bring. But those slavers, they’re in jail, so you’re safe here with me. I don’t mind keeping you, but if tomorrow you change your mind, you may go and find home.” He assures her, to repeat that she is really free.

He manages to smiles back, grinning rather dumbly. For some reason, he felt heroic for saving her. She's rather cute for a wolf girl, but Mu has no experience with a female of any kind. After having lived in a sect since he was a child, where most of the disciples are males and learning cultivation almost religiously. “You look better now.”

Drunkenly he stumbles to his bed and lays there like a lump. Suddenly his body feels heavy from the drink. Pulling the blanket over. “I think I’ll sleep here. Too much to drink. You can sleep wherever you like.”

Except there’s only one bed to share.

She perks up a little as he finishes the spell and idly moves closer to him in case he needs help getting back to bed. She feels better physically, she wasn't completely well again but she was feeling so much better both physically and mentally.

Now, at least now she feels like she could trust him. Especially since he reassures her of her newfound freedom. The fate of the slavers didn't feel so satisfying but now, now they cannot hurt another like they have her.

When he smiles back, he looked rather cute like that. She follows him and moves to help tuck him into bed. She tilts her head when he mentions that she can sleep anywhere she likes.

Did he really mean that? She idly looks around the room and waits for his eyes to close before slipping on the bed beside him, semi curling up to protect her body but also to enjoy the softness of the bed.

It was dark in the inn room. He did say anywhere and wherever she likes. Mu wasn't picky. Mu was this close to drifting off to sleep when he feels a warm weight joining him, next to him on the bed. A moment of interruption when she joins him on the bed. “What…?”

Mu wasn’t used to sharing a bed with anyone else. He slept alone for the most part of his life. Instead of shooing her away and discipline her like his former master, his teacher had done so back in the sect he was a part of and there are a thousand rules to remember, he decides to say nothing. Out here, he’s free with no rules.

It was a welcoming warmth. It’s something he wasn’t used to. He pulls the blanket over both of them to keep warm through the night.

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The next morning, the rooster crows as the sun rose. Mu didn't get up right away as he awakes, feeling the hang-over from the drink last night.

Opening his eyes, "Mn."

Only to wake up to find the wolf girl sharing the bed with him. But he doesn't panic or felt alarmed. He simply stayed in bed, not bothering getting up. He'll wait for the wolf girl to wake up eventually as he stayed in bed.

Leanne thought she had successfully sneaked into bed with him. That is, until she feels the blanket draping over her and she lifts her head to look towards him, with a brief worried look about punishment for daring to sleep on the bed.

But no punishment came and instead after draping the blanket over her, Mu goes back to sleep. She waits a moment before going back to sleep.

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This... She cannot remember the last time she slept this long and this heavy. There was a comforting presence on the bed next to her and she didn't want to leave this comfort. She didn't want to go back to the real world yet.

A few long moments after he wakes up, Leanne finally starts stirring awake. Her golden eyes slowly open to find him looking at her and she jumps wide awake, moving at once to get off the bed in case he was like the slavers.

Eventually, Mu awakens from a long dream he cannot recall. Hearing the songs of the songbirds trill in the morning, he slowly opens his eyes to find a warm body of the wolf girl he rescued. Seeing her blonde head and wolf ears poking out of the blanket.

Only to find the warmth missing because she jumped out of the bed with a terrified look. He sees how to frighten she is, more so terrified of him.

Gently, "Leanne, come back to bed with me." He pats gently on the bed. "Come on. I won't hurt you. You're a good girl." He sees how feral she looks, looking into her pained golden eyes. To tame the wolf within her, that is quite a task to earn her trust.

"Remember me? You were hurt. I healed you. It's warm isn't it?" He said, keeping his voice soft and comforting. He healed her physically, but emotionally and mentally that will take time to bond.

Leanne remained on the floor, her tail moving once more to tuck between her legs and her wolf ears laying flat against her head.

He goes to speak so gently to her, the inviting pats. She wanted to go back to the soft bed, it was the softest thing she ever got to touch. She lets out a small whine as she knew that he wasn't like the others but... He was still a human.

Comforting, he was sounding so comforting but all the years of abuse and torture she endured was deeply rooted into her psyche. They had done so many things to her that so many times, she just wanted to hide somewhere and die just so she wouldn't have to go through with the abuse any longer.

A low whine as she keeps on watching him with fear before slowly moving back towards the bed, stopping though completely at it's side, not sure if she was allowed to join him or not.

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