<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">She couldn’t help but smirk again when she saw Marek blush. She supposed it was a nice bonus to know that she was still attractive in this attire. She was going to say something else till suddenly Shadow showed up, half naked. Sybille couldn’t help but stare at those bejeweled turquoise nipples. Welp, now she knows what a beastfolk’s tits look like...Just as firm as the other species just more fuzzy. Although her front body looked less furry than the rest of her body.<br/>
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When Marek asked if there were hot springs in the Fangwoods Shadow quickly informed them that there were indeed but they were open air and mixed. That didn’t bother Sybille much, she was used to bathe with men before...as long as they kept their distance. She nodded, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">“Hot springs sound good. I don’t know if it’s true but I heard they have healing properties?”</span> she said as she followed Shadow.<br/>
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She was surprised that the feline had approved her choice of wardrobe this time. Making her appear more approachable was something she was aiming for. Her chin lifted as her confidence got a bit stronger now. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">“Thank you,”</span> she said to the Shadowfang. <br/>
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Following the feline to the hot springs Sybille admired the way they set things up, it felt more secure and private. And with the way they set things up the Clan could easily turn this into a small resort for visitors if they were open to it. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">“You know...this place could make your Clan some money if you opened it to the public…”</span> Sybille casually mentioned as she looked around.<br/>
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She made Marek wait for a bit when they stayed on the other side of the walls. Sybille wanted to grant the woman a moment of privacy first. When her Elven hearing no longer heard the water splashing she gave Marek the signal to step inside. Sybille didn’t like it when strangers watched her undress; people she was familiar with, then sure.<br/>
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Sybille frowned and pouted at Shadow’s comment about her shyness. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">“You obviously haven’t met me back in the day…”</span> she muttered to herself. She looked around and then decided to take her clothes off, folding them carefully next to the basket that Shadow brought with her.<br/>
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Sybille had that hourglass shape, something that wasn’t very common for an Elf. She had curves in all the right places and was blessed with not only a fine ass that makes you want to spank it, and her bosom was well-endowed and yet perky and firm with inverted nipples that made you want to suckle them to attention.<br/>
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She slowly dipped into the water and completely dunked herself under before resurfacing and finding a spot to sit beside Shadow. Leaning back she let out a relaxed sigh, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">“This is nice...And I’m not deformed…”</span><br/>
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Aside from a few scars that an assassin would recognize as combat scars there wasn’t a blemish on her. Yaaay for Elf genes.<br/>
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She cracked an eye open, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"Hop in Monk, try not to bleed on us..."</span> she said with a devilish grin.</span>