The confusion over Cromir's line of thought on her escape was held in check by the drop to the ground again.  One thing was sure, hindering their plans for the day was the farthest thing from her mind.  Escaping in the midst of things was highly possible, leaving the choice to continue with their days event or hunt one slave down, a decision any simpleton could make.  An attack on her people was not something she wanted to risk. The dragon alone could wipe most if not all of them out, should he be able to find them.  Braiya had been through enough to know there were no absolutes where things were concerned, dragon or no dragon.  Either way, the thought influenced her plans greatly.<br/><br/>She listened intently to Cromir blathering on giving commands and laying out the fine points of the plan.  Her unease just at the mention of the dragon was practically visible, though becoming less and less as she adjusted to the idea of the massive beast.  Once on the way, it took her sometime before the route was familiar to her.  It was not a road she had taken often, because of the very reason Cromir was there now. The had shifted their raids to another area before finally approaching Cromir to reaosn with him, leading her to where she was now, ironically.<br/><br/>The thin bit of fabric she wore over her breast and hips was not cut out for travel and moving in the shackles was causing them to chafe her wrists and neck.  The pain was ignored, minor and dull compared to all that had happened so far. As she waited, kneeling as far away from Cromir as the lead allowed, her hands itched for the hatchet, more eager than she thought she would be for the coming events. Her ears flattened when he drew her close, watching his eyes and then where his hand went with a sinking in the pit of her stomach.<br/><br/>There was a moments pause as she wondered when he last washed. Looking at the beast between his legs made her tremble, remembering it had been inside her. Her tail lowered, the short length of fur twitching back and forth low behind her as if a reminder of how much she was literally attached to it. "Whatever makes you think I'd bite you?" she drawled sarcastically, her anger making her accent particularly thick.  She inched forward, closing the gap. Glaring at him before leaning in, giving the half hard member a preliminary lick. She had to come close, burying her small frame between the man's huge legs. Her ears flattened back as she took him with both hands, but still brushed against his thigh as she began to move,  only managing to bring him so far into her mouth. To make up for the lack of reach, she worked him with both hands, bathed him with her tongue, nosing her way down low to give attention to his sac. She gagged little, but kept up her efforts only pausing briefly as she heard someone else approach.<br/><br/>The male greeted Cromir, stumbling over his words slightly as Braiya felt him notice her and what she was doing. Her entire body seemed to flush with embarrassment and she paused several times, though had no desire to turn and see which of the humans it was. She didn't care to know,begrudgingly continuing her task.  "Tax first then the noble's caravan was not more than a few minutes behind. I'd say five at the most."  he panted heavily, but there was a noted pause to his words. Braiya slowed, trying to make as little noise as possible in the silence between the man an Cromir's response, but fitting her small mouth around his girth was impossible to do silently, if she wanted to breathe at all.