(This chapter contains slight fetish content. You've been warned.)

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An Undertale Tale
Chapter 2: Toriel

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The hands that held the child felt warm and loving, the voice was soothing, and the resonation of their souls was all too perfect. It was…a feeling or something that Zerrith couldn't name or describe. The little wolf remained silent, unmoving, trying to process what had happened with that evil flower…and the monster that had saved him. As the monster walked to the other end of the room, towards a door similar to the one he had entered from, he looked up to view his savior's face.

The voice did indeed belong to a woman, and the female monster that had saved him resembled a goat. Two small horns, and two rather floppy ears, with a small snout pointed downwards, a gentle smile on her face. She was also quite tall, though Zerrith dismissed this fact, since he was only a tiny child. Her attire consisted of a long blue and purple, mixed-colored gown, with a white emblem on embedded into the breast area.

"Do not be afraid, my child…" The monster's delicate voice spoke to him again, and he felt at ease. She glanced down at him, smiling still. He blinked, still remaining silent, unsure of what to say. The monster's hand came up and caressed the side of his face gently. "Everything will be okay, you're safe."

"S-Safe…?" He muttered, feeling largely unsure. Flowey had seemed so trustworthy…how could he trust this new monster? "R-Really…?"

"I promise you are safe, my child; I do not often lie." The monster nodded. "I am Toriel, caretaker of the Ruins."

Toriel…

Zerrith smiled slightly. A nice name, that was. Toriel seemed so sweet as he remembered the positive connectivity that he felt when his soul reached out to hers. He leaned against her as he was held, before he suddenly felt fear surge within him.

Just thinking of what had happened just minutes earlier, nearly bleeding to death after being shot with a barrage of bright white bullets. Such an experience made him shudder as he felt himself sniffling a little.

"It's okay, little one, everything is fine." Toriel calmly uttered, holding the wolf close and stroking his fur once again, trying to calm down the child as he seemed to be on the brink of frightful tears.

"I-I was scared…!" He felt like he was a child letting their emotions out to their mother.

M-M-Mother…

Another word that made the wolf hurt inside. Lacking any true parents for far too many years definitely took an emotional toll on the boy. He found himself lightly crying into Toriel's gown, as she held him a bit closer, hugging him.

Hugging him. A hug; something he had not felt from anyone in so long. Now, here he was, in the middle of a caring embrace.

…T-Toriel…th-thank you…

He found himself returning the hug as he sniffled and sobbed a little more.

"A horrid creature like that has no right to attack you, my child." Toriel lightly rubbed the little wolf's ears, which poked out of slits in the helmet. "You're safe with me, and I will not let you go."

Zerrith really found himself more scared of this place than he did aboveground, though…here he was in the hands of Toriel, someone he could think of as his—

"…p-promise?" He murmured. Toriel nodded.

"Promise."

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The pair had entered the small room through the arched opening they had been travelling towards. Toriel stepped over to a part of wall next to the door and slowly sat herself down against it, keeping the wolf in her arms carefully. She used a single finger to wipe any remaining tears away, using her other hand to gently rub his back.

"Your face is stained with dirt. Hold on…" Toriel used a small part of her gown to wipe the light dirt smudges off of Zerrith's face. The boy flinched and twitched a little as he felt his face get somewhat forcefully rubbed. "There, all better."

Zerrith smiled slightly, before looking up at Toriel neutrally. "W-Why…did you save me?"

"Because, my child, it is what I do; I come through the Ruins every day to check if anyone has fallen in." She replied with a warm smile. "I feel a little too lucky today~."

Zerrith blushed slightly, giggling a bit at that statement. "B-But why? I mean, you don't know me much…"

"But that means I get a chance to learn about you, and get to know you better, right?" Toriel added in a playful prod to the wolf's belly, making him flinch and let out a surprised yip.

"Nyaaha! D-Don't do that…!"

Toriel seemed a tad surprised, though happiness and delight took over as she chuckled to herself. "Don't do what, my child; this?"

She gave a light scratch to his right side, making him jerk over and away from her hand, a quick, rather cute giggle escaping his muzzle.

Toriel couldn't help but giggle herself at such a reaction. "You seem quite ticklish, my child!"

Zerrith sighed and pouted, blushing and looking away, crossing his arms as well. "Y-Yeah, I am, don't mention it…"

"Oh, I think I will mention it from time to time!" Toriel teased, making the wolf grunt in annoyance, his blush deepening ever so slightly. "My child, I'm only kidding! I won't make you feel embarrassed."

The wolf's blush lessened slightly. "Promise?"

Toriel nodded. "Promise."

Then, after a moment of silence, Zerrith spoke up again. "Hey, Ms. Toriel-"

"Oh, you don't have to be formal with me!" Toriel blushed a bit.

Zerrith chuckled. "Well, Toriel…where are we going after this?"

"Well…I have a home near the exit of the Ruins, so I'd like to take you there and help you recover from that attack." Toriel replied.

"…and you really mean it that you'll keep me safe?" Zerrith looked up at her. "Promise?"

Toriel didn't respond after a moment of silence, but before the wolf could speak up again, the monster smiled at him.

"Promise."

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-End Of Chapter-

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