This is part 2 of the Dustberry(?) chapter

Got bored, so I drew them.

What do I do?!
I look around frantically for something to help me escape.
That darn cat! He tricked me! I hate not being able to move... I really hate it.
I feel tears build up in my eyes.
Is he really the "creature" that has been killing the village's people? Why hasn't he killed me?!
I start to panic, I can't find anything sharp enough to cut the ropes, I start rolling back and forth like a helpless animal.
What if no one finds me out here?
Ow!
I accidentally roll over a pointy rock. Maybe I can use that!
I look back at the rock, it had blood on it... Am I bleeding?
I reach my arms up to it and start trying to cut the ropes around my wrists.
Luckily it works and I take off the gag, I take a deep breath to calm myself down before I take off the rest of the ropes around my legs.
I run(/gallop?) to the village to tell everyone.

That centaur managed to escape, that's kind of annoying. Oh well, he won't make it to the village anyway.

I follow the centaur through the trees, it would be unlucky if he got lost. I'm good at making unlucky things happen.

He's been wondering around the forest for a while now.
He sighs,
"I should have gotten to the village by now." he mumbles to himself.

Aww, he's even cute when he's lost~
What?
Damn him for giving good pats, I really want him to pat me again..

He's looking a little pale, is he sick? Why do I care if he's slick? I was trying to kill him not that long ago.

He stops and puts a hand on his head, he looks like he's dizzy. I notice something red on his horse body, he's bleeding, and badly.
How long has he been bleeding?!

He looks back at his wound, he looks scared again, he lies down and uses his scarf to try and stop the bleeding.

I sigh,
I'm so gonna hate myself for this.

I jump down beside the centaur, but on the opposite side he's facing.
He panics and quickly looks around to me, I grab his hand that has his bloody scarf in it, I notice that our faces are

really

close

to each other, we both blush slightly.
Why did I grab his hand??
"You need to apply pressure on the wound." I say. He blinks for a second.
"You're not going to finish me off?" he asks, slightly surprised.
I take his skarf and lean over his horse body to reach the wound.
"Ow!" he yelps.
"Stop wining." I groan. "No, oddly enough I'm not here to kill you. For some reason I'm doing the opposite." I mumble the last part, I think he heard me though. He relaxes a little and lets me try to stop the bleeding.
"I feel dizzy..." he breaths. "This would probably be easier if we where near a river, then we could use the water to wash it."
I chuckle,
"How unlucky."
He smiles lightly at me. His eyes are only half open.
It starts raining.
He looks at me.
"oops. I didn't mean to do that this time." I say.
He looks at me confused.
"I... Literally bring bad luck." I say.
"Well, the rain is kinda lucky, this way we don't even need a river." He smiles. I blush, he's definitely the kind of person who looks on the bright side.
"I'm Dust. My name is Dust I mean." I say.
"I'm Blueberry." He says.
I continue to clean and try to heal Blueberry's wound.

"Why are you unlucky?" he asks.
"I'm a black cat." I say.
"I've met black cat's before, and why should one cat be unlucky and another lucky just because of the colour of their fur?"
(Blueberry be like "black lives mater!")
I chuckle.
"Ya that makes sense... I was cursed, by Nightmare."
(666 words)
"You mean the devil?" He asks.
"Well, he's not THE devil, but he is a devil, or Fallen Angel..." I explain, "he also cursed my friend, he used to be a wolf. Ya know, in the same way that I'm a cat. But Nightmare cursed him to be a blood thirsty werewolf."

"That's awful." he says with a worried and a little bit sad expression, "My family was known to pray to The Angle of Hope: Dream. But I've never been one to rely on hope, or luck for that matter."
"Aren't those two brothers or something?" I ask.
He thinks for a second,
"Umm, ya I think so. I'm not sure, almost no one who prays to the Tree of Feelings mentions the Dark angel." he says.
"You said your family 'was' known to pray, do they not anymore?" I ask.
He looks sad,
"Well, I wouldn't know, because... their dead." he says. Shoot I made him sad again...
"W-what happened?" I ask reluctantly.
"My family has been protecting this town for many generations, they just died while protecting it." he explains.
"Oh, so that's why you where so insistent on catching me." I feel a little guilty now. "Why don't you just, not protect it, if it's already killed most of your family-"
"I can't. I won't stop protecting this village, even if the towns people don't really care if I'm there or not. Because if I stop, if I let it be destroyed or killed, then my family would have died for nothing. I'll difend this village until I die." he says, I could tell that he ment it. There's no way he was ever going to let me kill this pitiful town of humans.
"Well then, I guess I should leave. Apparently I'm just wasting my time with that village." I start to stand up but Blueberry grabs my hand.
"Please stay! No one in the town really talks to me and... I get kinda lonely..." he blushes and puts his head down.
"A-are you sure? I mean I did try to kill you!" I say, my face heats up.
"Are you going to kill me?" he asks.
The rain stops, but we're both still soaking wet. I hate rain...
"No. I'm not. Of course I'm not." I say.
"And besides, you also saved me." he smiles.
"Okay. I'll stay. But only because you give good pats..." I say, my face heats up more.
"You like pats?" he asks. I nod.
"If you pat me I'll stay with you forever." I smile, he smiles back.

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