Ursalo watched the elf leave him for a second time, though he was beginning to really appreciate the view. Jera had a lovely form under all those clothes, broad shoulders and a deliciously round and plump behind. Ursalo couldnt wait to peel those trousers away and see what hid beneath.<br/><br/>Jera would see Ursalo's lustful smile as he glanced back, and it only grew wider.<br/><br/>"See you then," Ursalo hissed to the empty air of the corridor, and then left. The demons had their own preparations to make before the feast.<br/><br/>Ursalo made it back just in time to help groom Ranuk for the feast. The demon grumbled about it, seeing no reason why he should be washed and primped like a show animal but Minas commanded it so it was done, though Ranuk could not stop growling the entire time.<br/><br/>They arrived at the feast in all their rich finery, though that hadn't existed until Minas had conjured it all. The demons did not share the same obsessive love of gold and glittery stones as the elves did, but Minas was not about to be outshined at a feast thrown in her honor.<br/><br/>The she-fox came in a black sheer dress, studded with so many diamonds it was if she had grabbed a section of the night sky and wrapped it around her body. Around her neck there sat a heavy golden collar studded with amethysts and lapis lazuli, and each wrist carried rows of golden bracelets that chimed with her every movement. From her smooth white horn hung a moonstone as big as a marble and it glittered brilliantly between her bright eyes.<br/><br/>Ranuk was similarly decked out. His mane had been brushed out to a gleam and rebraided in complicated patterns, the ends holding loops of gold that rang out like wind chimes whenever they swayed. There were rings on his black horns, golden as well, and from them hang chains of gold and polished onyx. Around his throat was his own collar, a thick impressive thing glittering with dark stones and tiger eyes. His kilt was as white as his pelt, with a thick black rope to tie it all together in complicated knots.<br/><br/>Not every demon attended but those that came had some gold or shiny thing upon them, even Goshnar the crocodile, who proudly sported a hilarious little hat upon his head that held a large golden disk.