Battle of the Shadow Furries

Yori didn't wake after the fight for most of the evening, oblivious to the fact that her wolfen opponent while not only beating her had decided not only to give her mercy but as well to take her home. So in theose early hours of the morning when the sun was just barely rising over the horizon, the fox kunochi would think at first that she was in her own home as her eyes cracked open. However as she wiped them and yawned, grunting a bit as she felt the pain echoing from last night she began to remember and realize she wasn't in her own home.

She would quickly begin to panic as she felt her body up, a bandage of her a bruise to her abdomen. Someone had even put a compress for her neck and shoulder which were rather sore from the disastrous finish the fight had upon her. Severap other small cuts had been treated and above all she was nude from the waist up, the only article of clothing being her black socks and laced panties. Yori would quickly cover herself with the blanket behind her.

As the sun was starting to raise it was still a peaceful time. The birds were still chirping and the leaves dews were still fresh from the cold night. The battle of yesterday was left alone as the grey shinobi took his victim to his house among the forest. A wooden house that acted as a dojo for his daily training in the middle of nowhere.

Hairou was already up and at it as he prepared some meals for the unconscious kitsune. She was roughed up by no mere injuries which leaded to a damaged shoulders if even the spine itself. Applying some medical herbs and bandages was all that he did. He hoped Yori won't hold a grudge into him for what he did, unless she's the magical kitsune of legends that bearded their fangs on those who harmed them.

Opening the sliding door to the empty room that had her rested in with a meal "Oh? I see your awake"

Yori could hear the creeping of someone getting closer to the room that she was in, very obviously the ninja that had opposed and captured her. She would have quickly moved to the side of the door to attack her foe but her current condition prevented her as she tried to get out of bed and immediately regretted it as pain shot through her body. Instead she would grab a pillow that was nearby, not the best weapon, and stayed in the bed.

As soon as he came through the door she haphazardly threw it as hard as she could, the white pillow thumping next to the door frame as watched him open the door, "What the heck is wrong with you!" she yelled at him, vainly attempting to cover herself with the blankets so that he couldn't much of her upper body.

The wolf was unsure what's with this fox yelling and screaming all of a sudden "You don't like mushroom soup?" Ignoring her blind aim thankfully not dropping the meal. He sat kneeling near her using a spoon to twirl the soup a little and make it more appealing. Looking at her bandaged wounds she looked somewhat healthy, evident by her hyper morning.

"Now now, this isn't the time to act all tough. Better drink your soup before it gets cold" Pushing the platter with the warm dish for Yori to chug up.

Yori was somewhat confused as he came into the room with a tray of food, the smell of a delicious soup on her nostrils as he walked through the door. The fox woman wasn't expecting her captor to be serving her food, nor did she with him bandaging and treating her injuries as well.

"Soup?" she spoke as she looked at the churning mushrooms.

She'd sniff it, unsure whether this was some sort of poison or even some sort of drug. There was no real telling as she slowly began to chug it down. The soup was delicious as the bowl touches her lips, drinking it down slowly. Drinking the concoction down had distracted her enough for her to drop the blanket over her bare chest, not realizing it until having to use only one hand to keep it up again.

He smiled playfully at the slip of her foxy bosoms as she covered herself. Maybe he should've bandaged her breasts but he didn't think of it at the time. But his glad that Yori accepted his meal even if she suspected his sincerity.

"Good. Maybe by then you'll be able to walk freely" Hairou was thinking how harsh he went on the vixen from the previous fight but that was the nature of battles. It was better than his hide getting crispy. The techniques of her famed family was still imprinted into his eyes, or more like blazed into his mind.

Her cheeks were puffy with soup as she soon began to just chugg it down. With a gulp she'd finish the last of it, no expecting the wolf to be that good of a cook, though there was always a chance this was just a decent pre-made mix. Battle did make one rather hungry.

"Alright then, so what's the big deal. Why did you attack me, just for a thrill or something? It isn't like what's left of my family has a lot yen to spend ya know," she spoke as she handed back the now empty bowl. A mischievous look on her face feigning a hand to her cheek., "Unless... your perverted wolf mind wanting a fair and pure vixen maiden of a proud but small clan to ravish."

With his hard and somewhat rigid expression, if Yori had a useful skill that was hitting the wolf's core it was her witty attitude. Hairou looked away from meeting the sharp glare and tongue of Yori's cheeky words. He did admit that she was a beautiful fox woman. Bright fur color, a healthy body, ample boso.....Shaking his head from the distraction. "Do..don't get me wrong! I didn't travel all this way just strip you from your clothes!......" Maybe he shouldn't said it like that, blushing slightly hiding it from his thick face fur.

He noticed how frantic she looked but unsure why but cleared his throat to speak his mind. "I just wanted to test my strength against a fellow shinobi, that's all" His stright demeanor was slowly getting crumbled as if a criminal being interrogated, shaking her sweating head.

"An...and besides! You seemed like you needed some training too!" Hairou tried changing the subject to her in the hopes this weird atmosphere away from him.