Catfight!

Upon hearing the scratching at the door, Solitude's eyes went completely wide and she stared at the wooden frame in fear. Of course. Something had to come when she was defenseless. She sat up quickly, far too quickly for her own good, and cringed, whimpering from the pain. She let a pained breath, her heart race becoming slightly faster because she was scared. If an animal came in here and hurt her in any way while Nathaniel was gone, that guy was going to be dead. He had done enough to her.

However, when the leopard himself walked in, she relaxed somewhat and let out a breath of relief. Well, good. She hadn't noticed the rabbit in his mouth, but if she had, she probably would have been a bit disgusted. She wasn't big on meat, for one thing, but a rabbit, of all things?

She gently put herself back in a resting position, making sure not to hurt herself in the process. It did cause her a little bit of pain, but not as much as moving too fast had done. She closed her eyes again, and in a moment, was back into a light sleep. Solitude didn't even realize when he checked for a heart beat and for breathing.

When the smell of the cooking food reached her, though, her eyes opened again. Apparently she wouldn't be getting some good, actual rest for a while. She pushed herself up just slightly so she wasn't exactly laying down and wasn't exactly sitting up. "What'd ya get?" she asked, wanting to know what she was going to be eating before she put anything in her mouth.

''I found a rabbit. It won't taste much, but at least its something to eat.''

Rabbit? Oh, how delightful. She had never eaten that before. "Oh... uh... great?" Solitude didn't know what else to say. All she knew was that if it turned out to taste bad, she wasn't eating it. Too bad if she needed food, she would wait until the storm was over and have the guy walk her back to the academy. She wasn't used to people fussing over her besides Misery, and she knew that her sister knew how to take care of her. Hopefully it would taste alright, though.

The young woman still hadn't seen the skeleton. That was good. She probably would have freaked out slightly and thought Nathaniel to be some murderer that had left someone here to rot, and she was his next victim. Hurray for paranoia.

As he sat on the bed, an eyebrow raised slightly. Oh, how wonderful, he was going to check on her wounds again. At least, she believed so. "You know, you don't have to fuss over me... with checking on me like, every five seconds and all..." Solitude told him. She wasn't used to it, but with a past like her own, that wasn't all too surprising. "I'm sure the wounds are fine by now. They're all sewed up and stuff, right? I don't think that they're going to just randomly burst open."

So maybe that was a bit rude, but she didn't care. She didn't like being the center of attention like this. Even if he felt guilty, he didn't need to constantly watch over her. She wasn't hurt that bad, after all. Well... alright, maybe she was hurt that bad, but even so, she didn't feel like he needed to always check on her.

''Yes great, at least I got something for us to eat.''

She rolled her eyes at the tone of his voice. "Well excuse me," she said, sarcasm showing in her own reply as well. When he mentioned that he didn't want to force feed her, Solitude snorted. "That makes two of us, then." Really, how old was she, five? She didn't need someone to feed her for her. She could pick up a spoon or a fork, chew, and swallow on her own. If he even tried to feed her, she would just steel the eating utensil from him and feed herself.

''It is not the sticthes I am worried about, Infection could start anytime and I don't have the medecine to patch you up in that case.''

Again, the seventeen year old rolled her eyes. Infection? She had never had one of those in all her painful experiences. Not that she remembered, at least... oh well. "I doubt that'll happen, I've never had one before," she told him, figuring she needed to calm him down. He was being way too paranoid. Then again, things just seemed to keep getting worse and worse today... an infection would just add to that. She shook her head slightly to push the thought away, then sighed.

Once he left and returned with the bowl, she just stared at him, then held out her hands slightly, showing she was ready to take the bowl from him. She was not going to let him feed her. That just wasn't an option. She refused to be treated like a child when she was a young adult — it was completely out of the question.

As he put the bowl in her hands, Solitude took it carefully, her hands shaking slightly. Don't drop it... don't drop it... she thought to herself. She brought it closer to her and rested the lip of the bowl right against her collar bone. Alright, with it in her hands and against her, it would probably be harder to accidentally have it fall.

She took the spoon between her weak fingers, and carefully scooped up some of the food. She looked at Nathaniel out of the corner of her eye, watching as he ate some of it before she did, just in case there was some sort of poison in this. One couldn't be too careful, after all. After seeing that he was fine, the seventeen year old slowly put the food in her mouth. The corner of her left eye twitched and she almost gagged, but she forced herself to chew and swallow.

This was definitely the last time she would be eating rabbit. She really didn't like it. Even if it didn't have much of a taste, what little it had didn't particularly make her mouth water. But, she would have to force herself to keep eating, otherwise he might force the stuff down her throat.

Ugh... when can I just get out of here... she thought to herself, taking another bite and still trying not to gag. First he beats her up, then takes her here instead of back to school, and lastly feeds her some disgusting soup. Her first day here couldn't get any better, could it?

After a third swallow, she looked to her company. "Is that enough?" she asked him. Three small bites wasn't a lot, considering that there was still quite a bit of food left in the bowl. Solitude waited for an answer, expecting it to be a no, but was hoping for a yes. It would be a nice little surprise.

"You know, I could just forcefeed you until I deem you have eaten enough. You will eat all of it."

Solitude scowled at him defiantly. She stuck out her bottom lip a bit in a tiny pout, and looked down at her bowl. He was going to force feed her? Ha. She would like to see him try it. "I'm done eating," she said, looking back at him, sounding just as disobedient as she looked.

There was no way she was going to let him force feed her. She wasn't a child, she knew how to feed herself. The young woman also knew what she liked and what she didn't, and she wasn't going to eat this. He couldn't make her, no one could make her do anything. So what if she wasn't being entirely sensible? If he tried to order her around, she wasn't going to listen. She didn't obey anyone but her own self.

"Now, finish that and get to sleep, you need rest, just as I do."

She scoffed. "I don't appreciate being ordered to do things," she said to him. "I'll sleep if I decide I want to. And as I've said, I'm not finishing this. If you don't like it, too bad."

She gave him an arrogant little smirk, almost daring him to try and force feed her. She was too weak to really do anything against him, but being the female she was, Solitude would try her best to make sure she got her way with this. She stared at him with a steady gaze, waiting for his reaction.