The mangy cat paid no mind to the rapid-fire storm that was the dryad vocalizing his thoughts to himself. A chuckle wandering past her lips as Ekho knelt down in front of the cat turned catwoman. A low purr heralding her approval when the male dryad's fingers found her thighs, exploring soft and truly flawless skin. Not a a hair nor mark rendering those shapely things imperfect. Ekho's request from a name brought the woman to laughter, who showed no sign of the heat that Ekho's touch woke inside people. Neither did she seems overly worried about the monster growing rigid between Ekho's thighs.<br/><br/><i>"Doesn't feel like you need a name,<br/>
with how your touch reigns over me.<br/>
Still, if it's something to remember<br/>
that you seek to hear from me.<br/>
Well, there's many I could give.<br/>
<br/>
A girl from Loud-Done called Alice Little,<br/>
said I was the cat with a grin<br/>
And the grin without a cat.<br/>
From a cheesy place came her thought,<br/>
you are the Cheshire cat!"</i><br/><br/>The catgirl arched her back at that, laughing at her mad poetry that failed to even properly rhyme. She giggled grinning as his face drew close to hers. Eyes twinkling with mischief, she kissed his nose and moaned at him provocatively, trying to stir the dryad into putting that rising mammoth to use.<br/><br/>However, when that scent as sweet and sickening as caramel filled the dungeon, the beast's attention suddenly faded away from Ekho, her eyes turning to glance up that stare. Chuckling, the felid similary faded from view. That unsettling grin remaining a few seconds longer than the rest of her. Curiously, while Ekho could no longer see her, he could still feel Cheshire's soft skin beneath his fingers. Blue-green eyes gleamed behind him as the beast purred into his ear and spoke.<br/><br/><i>"Aaah, her majesty the Red Queen,<br/>
A frigid cover to a burning heart.<br/>
Be wary now carpenter dear,<br/>
or she'll have you gutted there.<br/>
<br/>
While I'm here, I'll be there<br/>
And whisper to a good friend<br/>
How nightmare's heart has arrived,<br/>
at last."<br/>
</i><br/><br/>That grin faded from behind Ekho, though again, the Cheshire cat seemed to somehow remain. So, the broad smirk re-appeared a few moments later between the Taurus and the bumbling bee it was closing it to. Going 'Boo', it gave Izzy the fraction of a second the bee-girl needed to sting the cow-like creature, before floating through the Taurus and turning it's attention to the corrupted nymph, Alinn'Sora and the drider Elin. A fuzzy cat forming behind those rows of sharp teeth as it grinned at the fallen fey. Both being denizens of the dungeon the past few weeks, the few times they had met the two had little inclination for being friendly with one another. It had after all been all too keen on reminding Alinn'Sora how it was absolutely free, and she was not.<br/><br/><i>"A most scarlet of empresses,<br/>
the Red Queen it seems!<br/>
Looking to catch a spider in it's own web?<br/>
Really can't she quite tell,<br/>
that what you claim you keep."<br/>
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