A long conversation ensues

As the light pouring in through the entryway was darkened by Your Mistress’s silhouette you could once again feel her emotions take a hold of your mind. A mixture of anger and disappointment penetrated your chest. You desperately wanted to speak up, to defend yourself, and everything that was going on inside your head, but the first to break the silence wasn’t you but her. “So what do you have to say for yourself, you naughty kitty?”

This isn’t how you wanted this to go it’s only been a few seconds in and you’re already on the defensive. “Mistress, it's not my fault I-”

*smack* before you can finish your face is struck with the stinging pain of your Mistress’s open palm. “So now you’re trying to push blame onto others are you? Pathetic.”

Your ears slink back in shame as you feel yourself melt under the weight of her disappointment. “I’m...I’m sorry Mistress, You’re right It was my fault, I was too weak, I couldn’t protect the caravan and then L..lady Vilkra, she-”

“Vilkra? Ah so you met little Corby did you?” You felt a tinge of amusement color the otherwise oppressive rage hanging in the air. “So what? the mean old birdie had her way with the helpless little kitten, is that it? Is that what you would have me believe?”

“It's true, Mistress, I swear it, nya!” You pout as you try desperately to fight back against her emotions.

"And, so what if it is?” Her arms were crossed as she glared down at you. “It doesn’t change the fact that you’ve caused your mistress a great amount of embarrassment. You’re lucky pet, that I managed to excuse myself to the toilet beforehand, otherwise I don't think I'd be able to contain my anger towards you.”

You find your head hanging low in shame. “You’re right Mistress, I’ve been bad I’m sorry.”

Suddenly some of the anger in the air dissipates as your mistress sighs. “Your punishment will come later pet; for the time being we need to get back on the road.”

Lovara took her seat on the bench and you felt the carriage lurch forward as you returned to your journey. You quickly realize that despite everything that has been said you have yet to scratch the surface of what you needed to tell Mistress. She still doesn’t know about the chain you gave Vilkra, or what she told you about the flask, and you know that the longer you keep quiet about them the worse it will be for you when they finally come to light. When you try to open your mouth to speak up you find the words get caught in your throat. You curse your newfound meekness and are about to give up when Mistress once again is the one to break the silence. “Spit it out pet, I can sense you’ve more to say.”

Of course Mistress could tell what was going on in your head you think to yourself. “A...about last night Mistress there's more you should know.” Lovara simply glances back towards you. “Go on then out with it, what happened?”

You find yourself fiddling with your collar as you prepare yourself. “Vilkra didn’t just have her way with me, she told me about things too... about this.” you produce the flask from the folds of your skirt and place it gingerly in front of you.

Upon your mistress’s face and within the emotions boiling in your chest you sense new feelings rise up: concern and curiosity. “And? Just what is it she told you about it?”

This is it you think there's no going back now. “She said if I were to make you drink it then you’d be the ****”

Your mind is suddenly hit by an indescribable amount of rage as mistress seems to ignite in fury. “MREOW!, But I don’t want that, Mistress!” you yell out in haste as you feel yourself trembling in terror.

Just As suddenly as it had come, Lovara's wrath is gone, replaced instead with confusion. “You don’t?” She inquired incredulously.

“No Mistress I don’t” you respond sheepishly.

“It would mean regaining your freedom. Is that not something you want?” At this point Mistress is once again standing over you.

“I’m not sure it is anymore, Mistress” you reply quietly, looking into her eyes. “A part of me is starting to think that you were right that I do need you, and that being your pet wouldn’t be so bad.”

"I see." Your Mistress responds before bending down to pick up the flask and holding it out to you. “Then drink from it my little kitten and take your place at my side.”

“Nyu...” you find yourself looking away. “I’m not sure that's what I want either mistress, I don’t think I’m ready to just throw away my freedom yet.” You look up Pleadingly to Lovara. “I...I just don’t know what to do anymore Mistress.”

“It’s okay I understand.” Mistress begins to smile warmly at you while lovingly stroking your hair. Running her hands through it and scratching behind your ears in a way you've never quite experienced before. “You do?” between the sensation of being properly pet for the first time and the elation at your Mistress's understanding you find yourself struggling to hold back from purring.

“I do, here why don’t you hold onto this.” she places the flask back into your paws and you grip it tightly as she embraces you. “When you feel like you're ready, drink from it, but don’t wait too long. In a month's time there will be another full moon, and if that comes to pass without you having finished this the spirits will revert your form and we will be **** to part ways.”

You look up to her confusion dancing upon your face. “Why are you telling me this? What makes you think I won’t just wait the month out?”

She smirks confidently down to you. “ I told you before didn't I? Most familiars end up quite attached to their mistress or master, and if you’re this conflicted after a single day what makes you think you’ll last a whole month?”

Suddenly you feel her pull away. “Now tell me my pet just which of my trinkets did you give Corby to get that information?”

“You knew about that Mistress?” Once again your ears slink down as you try to break away from her eyes; it doesn't last long as she pulls your face back into her gaze. “I’ve known enough crows to know what gets them talking. Now then out with it. What was it?.”

Knowing there was no point trying to hide it anyway you just come out and say it. “A silver chain, it was magic I think. She used it to tie me up last night.”

“Ah I know the one, that's a shame I would have liked a chance to use it on you myself. Still what's done is done.” Mistress stood up and walked over to one of the cabinets on the side of the Caravan. “Now, normally giving away your mistress’s things without permission would earn you quite the severe punishment, but I’m willing to be a little merciful this time since you’ve been just oh so honest with me today”

After rifling through a small chest out of your view you see her grab something. “Don’t think however that I’ve forgotten about the earlier punishment I promised”