I'll Be Ok
Very very short thing I wrote when i was feeling extremely depressed and alone. Sometimes writing, even if it's just a little one page thing, can be cathartic for me. Also wanted to show that there is a softer side to a Mistress/pet relationship
Foxy is (c) herself
Everything else is mine.
The coyote awoke with a start, his heart pounding in his chest, sweat beading off his brow. Breathing heavily, he took a look at his surroundings. After his eyes adjusted to the dim light, he saw that he was in his bedroom. His eyes darted about, his body still in fight or flight mode from the nightmare that had awoken him. He looked over to the alarm clock, the red LED's casting a soft glow in the otherwise darkened room
2:30am
Yote threw his head back against his pillow and let out an exasperated sigh. With the adrenaline surging through his veins, he wouldn't be able to fall back asleep for quite some time.
"Welpe?" Came a drowsy sounding, feminine voice from down the hall.
"Yes, Mistress?" The coyote replied
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, Mistress. I just... I'm good."
"Don't lie to me, pup." Her voice took on a more authorative tone. "Come here. Now."
"Yes, Mistress." The coyote replied, sliding out of bed and yawning. He should have known by now that his Mistress had an almost uncanny ability to sense whenever he was upset. He padded down the hallway to the next room over, nude save for the black and purple collar that was fastened around his neck, the heart shaped tag jingling with his footsteps. Arriving at the threshold to his Mistress's room, he knelt down before entering. Although she rarely required it of her coyote pet, Yote saw it as a gesture of respect of her authority over him, and of his submission to her. "You summoned me, Mistress?" He said, his ears lying flat.
The vixen/coyote hybrid looked over at her kneeling pet and managed a smile.
"Yes I did, pup. Now come up here." She patted the side of the mattress next to her.
Yote obeyed without question as he always did, gently sliding into bed and wiggling as he got comfortable. He felt the vixen adjust her position, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him close to her body. She rested her muzzle against his neck, nuzzling him softly.
Yote immediately felt a sensation of comfort wash over him as his Mistress snuggled up to him. Often times all it took was a show of affection like this to calm him down, and he sighed contentedly.
"So what has my Welpe all worked up at such an hour?" She said softly into his ear, using her favorite pet name for him.
"I had a bad dream, Mistress." Yote whispered in reply.
"Aww, you had a bad dream?"
"Yes Mistress..." He hesitated a little. "About the war."
"Well, I won't make you talk about it if you don't want to. But whatever it was, it was just a dream, pup. You're not in that bad place anymore. You're home with Mistress. Safe in her arms."
Yote nodded in reply, nuzzling back against the vixen, gently taking her paw in his. He did feel safe cuddled up to her. It was reassuring and comforting. After years of searching, Yote finally felt like he had a place to belong, and that place was right here, in the arms of his Mistress.
"You gonna be ok, pup?" She asked him, the tip of her nose brushing his ear.
"Can I... Can I stay here and cuddle with you, Mistress?" He asked
"Of course you can!" She replied almost incredulously, tightening her grip ever so slightly to emphasize her point. "You know you can always cuddle with Mistress. I'll take care of you, mien Welpe." She nuzzled his cheek ruff and planted a gently lick on his cheek.
"Then, yes Mistress. I'll be ok."