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Wren had been taken in months ago and was finally about able to roam alone, except... Well, Omega did not allow it. Alpha was the ever-present reason, and Wren recalled her mission too well - the skirmish, of one called it that, too clearly. The bites left scars and dents, and Omega's liuetenant had t fetch her father. But now Wren was allowed up and communication was fluid between worlds. Provided Omega spared the innocent and aided escapees of Alpha, then his own proclivities were ignored -- and the Hunters even fed him with criminals that were far more satisfying than what was remaining in range.

Still, Wren was, wekl, Wren. Without Shadiow or anybody else to stop the bridge, she was going to explore -- today, exploring meant well within Omega's territory, and the hunress just wondered when the leader of the remaining rebels was going to chide her carelessness -- except she was watching the movements of some of Alpha's foiot troops though the area, and shortly enough, in a fight. A fight that, while it terminated the foot soldiers, set mending back a couple weeks, and Wren was fleeing the fight scene rubbing her injuries as quick as possible before hiding, and huffing.

"Ow..."

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"I was until I saw trouble." Wren grumbled, but didn't seem inclined to bite or fend him off. "I was staying well within your territory and those faucets jumped me."

She tries being good, and the girl moved to lean against Omega for the comfort of his presence. She was too sore and tired to argue, and she just wanted to breath, so instead she settled into submission, to prove she was intent on behaving.

"I didn't go near his carp. He's just getting bolder.

"Oh." She wanted to argue he's said his territory was fine, but she hurt-- a burning ache reminding her of far less pleasant times she'd since been treated for and inoculated against. Oh, well, she...

Actually didn't think much on it, feeling rather light headed as she pressed into Omega instead, feeling quite fine letting him do as he pleased while things were fuzzy-- and oh, such a lovely ponytail to pet....

"...m...mmm..."

"Mmm?" Her tone was almost deadpan, everything swimming or spinning before she nuzzles in. She didn't know what Omega was on about but that was okay-- he was, well, soft and warm.

Truthgully, Wren didn't even know what she was to do at first, and so she simply nuzzled. She'd no clue what changes were taking place nor when they bega, but soon an almost inaudible hum caught her ear and she very sluggishly nosed his neck, nose twitching before something growled - or was it a purr? - and she bit down, quickly and hard, and began nursing like a newborn-- and in a way she was. Wren didn't think about why she was after Omega's energy -- her core output more than plenty for her use - but since hje took her in he seemed interesting. She knew wat he was -- had even volunteered to feed him many times to spare cyuber elves - but this - this waqs newer, and she chewed just slightly.

Instinct was entirely unrefined, and her movements clumsy, but after she finished, Wren simply licked his wounds gently and nuzzled in, blinking. She ached -- but she didn't feel half as drained or eager to nap from it, instead blinking in confusion.

"Mmm... Wha...? What just happened?" And then she blinked, noticing the wound,. "Wait. What?"

Something good too, if Omega was purring like that. The sound was inviting though, and she settled to nurse again thoughtfully at the initual bite before it clicked.

A... wait. Was this the reploid side? Oh well she'd get tested later, for now she nursed the bite again before looking to Omega, licking her lips a moment.

"Did you do this or Alpha? And how? Why?"

She blinked, then returned to nursing. Both instinct and experience said much- babies newly turned needed fed like human infants, and the bridge didn't hunt-- too new to know- so her senior seemed to provide.

A mate. A kind mate. And she lovingly growled.

"Why didn't you tell me? Does this mean I could affect humans?" Wren paused, obviously desperate for answers, but similarly, she still felt hungry . It didn't hurt but she wanted more, more, more-- and she was soon reatttached, clinging tightly, half hiding in Omega as she all but gnawed like a starved beast, simultaneously scaring herself into scared, soft whimpers. He didn't hate her, right?

"Earnings are polite!" Wren pouted, and nipped his neck scoldingly, before purring, nestling in to nurse a bit more before signing.

:Regardless, though, is feeling ravenous normal?"