Animal Girl of Sabertooth. Rogue x OC

Chapter Seven

I stayed seated on the bed, the covers all pushes into piles on the floor along with the pillows leaving the only thing underneath me being the mattress and bedframe. My tears no longer falling from my eyes. Hung over the headboard is the same blanket that Violet is normally wrapped up in. The same blanket she snuggles into during the night. Today is recover day. For tomorrow is the battle royal for the last day.

A magic circle engraving itself in front of me on the bed sheets. The colour of a light grey with implications of blue, brown and gold. Standing on the circle is wolf. A strong build with grey fur, taking up the whole bed, mere inches from myself. A Fenrir. With patches of gold fur around the muzzle and ears and down the front legs. Blue fur along the spine and down the back of the hind legs along with the start of the tail. With grey eyes and the same design on the circle is on the front left leg. A large black piece of ribbon wrapping around the front legs and around the stomach and spine. 'Velas'

This room almost like a confined room. The bare walls and trashed floor. My cape cluttered underneath the sheets somewhere. Tightening my fingers into the mattress, the tightening muscles causing my knuckles to whiten all while my toe's curl inside my shoes. The life force travelling through my veins bubbling with anger, sadness and another emotion I cannot decipher.

The silence has been slightly calming, yet, when calm, the torture memories that return of last night. Jiemma now gone, Sting our new master and Violet and Lector's lives hanging on tomorrows tournament. My ears twitch slightly as the door creaks open from behind me. "Revelli?" The voice is low and muffled, yet I can still make it out to be Rogue's. I feel the bed shift lightly, flashes of pink and green covering into my downcast view. Tightly wrapping my arms around Frosch, I lower my head and press my face on her head, the tears threating to fall from their slight resemblance. Velas vanishing into the circle before it slowly vanishes.

Glancing out from the corner of my eye, I see Rogue sitting beside me, grey material wrapping around his neck and mouth like a scarf, his legs over the side of the bed, his eyes watching me carefully. "We'll get them back. We promise." I nod slightly, shuffling over to him as he pulls me onto his lap, his arms wrapping around my in a tight clasp. The tears slowly stopping as I take slow and deep breathes.

"Come'on." He stands up, his grip around me strong, Frosch curled up on my stomach. Keeping her held up, he slowly lowly me down. Gripping all of my bed sheets, he chucks them onto the bed. Gripping a hold of my cape, he wraps it around my neck clasping it in place. I tilt my head as he heads towards the door, motioning me towards him, his hand gripping the staff that I left behind in the foyer.

Frosch gently jumps out of my arms as I click the staff into its rightful place on my back. Following his lead out the door, we take the back exit of the inn. Frosch's head low without the jump in her step like always. "Shouldn't we ask Sting to come with us?" Rogue lightly shakes his head. "Best to wait until we win... I'm surprised I even got you out." I rub my neck lightly over the material. "Rogue... You'll be waiting to fight Gajeel... Won't you?" He nods. "I didn't get to before, so I'm going to tomorrow."

Walking through the streets filled with bustling people. All excited for tomorrows event. With Frosch walking closely to our feet, we keep our heads low. Half of Rogue's face hidden behind the scarf. Staying on the outskirts. We continuously walk, the outskirts barely packed, only the occasional person here and there. "Revelli?" I glance at Rogue. A faint huff in reply. "Can you stand with Frosch tomorrow?" I lower my gaze towards the exceed, who's eyes are filled with sorrow below me. "Of course... I'll be supporting you fully from beside Frosch. We will win to get them back." I watch determination flash in his eyes. His hand gripping mine firmly. "We will."