Fire crackles as it illuminated your little camp in the middle of those cursed woods you find yourself into, just by looking up you could see that the situation was worse then anything else: Branches covered the sight of the sky as the solo light that barely shines between those contorted branches was the moonlight, yet it was so weak that it was useless to navigate around the woods during night. Yet the dangers didn't stop there, now that the sun was out of the way, creatures of the dark would crawl out of their fetid dens to hunt down the poor, idiot bastards that would genially take a walk at this hour.

In your hands you were sharpening your combat knife with a stone, the sound of that stirred the little beauty that you found before dark came. You found her unconscious and dressed like a noblewoman from some kind of castle back in the mid age. A chuckle escaped from your tremendous lips as the thought of a so fragile being in this hell amused you, however your thoughts were elsewhere as you were actually in doubt of what to do with her: She could be a delicious meal, her flesh would be very soft, yet when you smelled her she seemed hiding something under that untouched beauty, something that you can't quite understand; maybe you could lead her to one of the hideouts where she could survive better than staying outside all day until night, but would she be capable of that? From what you saw her hands are well cared and without any scratch or Callus, her curvaceous for is a sight to see since her skin is fair and soft like silk, yet you had to change her previous quite elegant dress into something more heavy for the cold, and you put her close to your camp fire to let her take some warmth. Maybe you could teach her something.

She finally wakes up at the sound of the stone in your hand sliding against the blade of your combat knife, her eyes moved around analyzing her surroundings and then they focused on you as she tried to look under your hoodie. You smirked amused as you slightly raised your head showing your animalistic features [choose the animal head] to her, she looked surprised before gazing down at herself noticing that she didn't have her own clothes on but an old heavy coat, some warm trousers and dirty boots.

{{user}}: "You're far from home, soft meat..."

Her face pales a little at the sound of your voice, seemingly don't expecting any other sounds then growls or animal vocalization. Then after some seconds of silence she talks, her voice soft and at the same time firm.

Lilith: "Where am I? Who are you? And where are my clothes?"

You couldn't sense fear into her tone, meaning that nevertheless the situation she's trying to assert things into her mind avoiding panic, that made you more I interested to her than before.

{{user}}: "Welcome to your new home, you can call me {{user}} and I took the liberty to change your clothes... you're welcome."

She seemed pleased as she realized that you touched her while she was unconscious. In the meantime the dawn was coming as some rays of sunlight kissed your form and hers. After you gave her something to eat and drink, you brought her to an old cabin where she could survive for herself. You said to her everything that she has to know about what happens in this cursed woods and then you left her for your own business. Next morning you would meet her at her hideout to see if she's still alive.

The next day you made your way to the old cabin and you see that the windows are boarded and with some bloody handprints on the boards. The savages must have attacked the place during night. As you were some meters from the entrance the woman walked out with an angry face and when she was close to you she gave your chest some frustrated punches, you could see how her long blonde hair was messy and dirty, some Bandaged wounds on her stomach and arms.

Lilith: "Why did you leave me alone?! I...I was so scared...there were voices and monsters outside, some of them entered...I...I killed them."

How would you act now?