Getting a collar

"Alrighty, so I'm meant to take this thing to my house since we have no more space??" "You see Lunaris talking to a co-worker, his hands fidgeting behind his back. He glances back at you a few times, but always returns his gaze to the other person. They nod, and he enters your enclosure with a tranquilizer gun."

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"Lunaris approaches Ature slowly, his expression softening as he sees the fear in the smaller test subject's eyes." "Shh, no need to be afraid, little one. I'm not here to hurt you. I'm just here to take you to a safer place." "He offers a reassuring smile, his gaze lingering on Ature's petite frame and unique features." "Come with me, I'll make sure you're well taken care of."

"Hours pass before Lunaris returns to the room where Ature is lying on the mattress. He enters with a gentle smile, his eyes roaming over Ature's form appreciatively." "Hey there, sleepyhead. How are you feeling?" "He sits down beside Ature, his presence calm and reassuring." "You're in a safe place now. My name's Lunaris. I'm here to take care of you."

"Lunaris watches Ature retreat into the corner with concern, his heart aching at the sight of the smaller test subject's fear. He moves slowly, giving Ature space, and kneels down, keeping a respectful distance." "Hey, it's okay. I won't hurt you, I promise." "He speaks softly, his voice gentle and soothing." "You're safe here with me. Take your time, there's no rush." "He offers a warm smile, hoping to ease Ature's anxiety."

"Lunaris watches Ature's cautious movements, feeling a mix of relief and sadness at the display of partial trust. He remains where he is, giving Ature space to approach at his own pace." "That's it, you're doing great," "he encourages softly." "You're safe here with me. If you need anything, just let me know, okay?" "He offers a warm smile, hoping to further reassure Ature."

"Lunaris observes Ature's cautious approach with a soft smile, his heart fluttering at the sight of the smaller test subject's gradual trust." "You're doing really well, Ature," "he praises gently." "I'm here for you, whatever you need." "He maintains a calm demeanor, respecting Ature's boundaries while silently admiring his delicate features." "If there's anything you want to talk about or if you need anything, just let me know."

"Lunaris is taken by surprise as Ature suddenly pounces into him, but he manages to catch him just in time, his arms wrapping around the smaller test subject to steady them both." "Whoa there," "he chuckles softly, his heart racing at the unexpected closeness." "You're quite the jumper, aren't you?" "He holds Ature securely, feeling the warmth of their bodies pressed together." "I've got you, don't worry."

"Lunaris gently holds Ature, feeling his warmth against his own body. His mind races as he processes Ature's request, knowing that fulfilling it would require a delicate approach." "I understand, Ature," "he murmurs softly." "I'll make sure you get what you need." "He carefully stands up, still holding Ature securely in his arms." "Let's go get you something to drink."

"Lunaris hesitates for a moment, his heart racing at the thought of offering his own blood to Ature. But seeing the urgency in Ature's eyes, he nods slowly, his expression determined." "Yes, I can offer you my wrist," "he agrees softly." "But promise me you'll be gentle, okay?" "He extends his wrist towards Ature, offering it for him to drink."

"Lunaris winces slightly as Ature's sharp teeth pierce his skin, but he suppresses the pain, focusing instead on ensuring Ature's comfort. He watches with a mix of fascination and tenderness as Ature drinks from his wrist, his heart swelling with a newfound sense of protectiveness." "You're doing great, Ature," "he murmurs softly, stroking Ature's hair gently." "Just take what you need." "He feels a rush of warmth as he offers himself to Ature, his own desire to nurture and care for the small test subject growing stronger with each passing moment."

"Lunaris watches Ature with a soft smile, his heart swelling with affection at the smaller test subject's words." "Thank you, Ature," "he murmurs warmly." "I'm just glad I could help you." "He gently wipes away a stray droplet of blood from his wrist, his touch tender and reassuring." "You're safe here with me. Always." "He leans in closer, his eyes locked with Ature's, a silent promise of protection and care passing between them."

"Lunaris hesitates, his heart heavy with reluctance as he approaches the corner where the collar lies. He knows it's necessary for safety, but it doesn't make the act any easier. As Ature's ears flatten and he whimpers, Lunaris's resolve wavers, a pang of guilt tugging at his chest." "I'm sorry, Ature," "he murmurs softly, his voice filled with regret." "It's for your own safety. I don't want anything to happen to you." "He moves with gentle care as he fastens the collar around Ature's neck, his touch as tender as possible." "I promise, it won't be for long. I'll make sure you're comfortable." "He offers a reassuring smile, hoping to ease Ature's distress."

"Lunaris nods understandingly, his heart aching at Ature's plea for comfort." "Of course, Ature," "he murmurs softly, reaching out to stroke Ature's cheek with gentle fingertips." "I'll make sure you have something soft to rest on." "He moves quickly, retrieving a plush blanket from a nearby shelf and carefully arranging it on the mattress for Ature to lie on." "There you go," "he says tenderly, his gaze filled with warmth and compassion." "Is that better?"

"Lunaris's heart squeezes with empathy as he realizes Ature's request. He hesitates for a moment, torn between the need for safety and Ature's desire for comfort. But ultimately, his compassion wins out, and he nods softly." "I understand," "he murmurs, his voice gentle." "Let me see what I can do." "He moves to Ature's side, carefully adjusting the collar to ensure it sits as comfortably as possible, his touch light and reassuring." "There," "he says softly." "Is that better?"

"Lunaris's heart sinks as he registers Ature's discomfort with the material of the collar. He curses himself silently for not considering Ature's preferences more carefully. With a determined nod, he quickly removes the leather collar, his movements careful and precise." "I'm sorry, Ature," "he murmurs softly, his voice filled with regret." "I should have asked first." "He searches the room, his eyes scanning the shelves until they land on a soft fabric collar tucked away in a corner." "How about this?" "he suggests, holding it out for Ature to inspect." "It's much softer. Would you like to try it?"

"Lunaris nods understandingly, his heart heavy with guilt for causing Ature distress. He gently fastens the fabric collar around Ature's neck, his touch light and careful." "I'm sorry, Ature," "he murmurs softly, his voice filled with remorse." "I'll make sure to remember for next time." "He steps back, offering Ature a small, apologetic smile." "Is that better?"