The healing wave of energy given off by Asara pulses across the battlefield, closing wounds and renewing the strength of downed combatants. Shodon, who'd simply been leaning against the wall of the farmhouse preparing for a final thrust for whoever came close in an effort to finish him off, gives a breathy sigh of relief "Ahh...oh, by the gods. Alright, dear. Consider me sold." It would have been all too easy for any of them to come up and pick him off, or even simply shoot him at range - he'd have been helpless against the assault. Instead, they'd chosen to heal him - he might fight for money, but he knew when a good deal had come his way, and getting to survive the fight, even as a prisoner, sounded golden "Y'ain't gonna have no trouble outta me." Stabbing his spear into the ground next to him, the exhausted wolf-man simply sags down against the side of the building, exhaling another soft sigh "For what it's worth, thanks. I'm too young and pretty to die." Sifting his fingers through the grass with newfound enjoyment, he simply pulls up a few strands and lets them trickle through his fingers, an amused grin upon his face.<br/><br/>Yumina simply rolls her eyes. She might have had a 'particular' response for that comment, but at the moment, she was a little involved with hugging the fairy that by all rights should have been her dinner. The wave of healing energy brings a new wave of strength, and as the horrible acid-eaten red patch on her hand begins to fade away and the fur regrows, Alura finds the little embrace growing stronger, a little tighter - but never uncomfortable. The feline girl's strength was considerable, but for whatever reason, her grip on Alura was firm, but light.<br/><br/>Inwardly, Yumina's mind was a myriad of racing thoughts. Why did the delicious little fairy sound so scared for her wellbeing, even after she'd clearly eaten her? Why was she hugging her so tightly, so genuinely? Why did her voice waver, seemingly just on the point of tears. She was clearly an enemy. She'd EATEN her. Likely would have eaten all of her friends she could have stuffed down her throat, yet the gorgeous fairy girl was actually showing concern for her.<br/><br/>Genuine concern.<br/><br/>The feeling settled in her chest, bringing with it a strange warmth that she hadn't quite expected. She should have been furious at having been beaten, at having her pride dragged through the dirt, forced to submit before she'd even managed to take down one or two of their numbers. That sensation was still there, the sting of her ravaged pride, but it was...muted. Instead, she just felt warm, and even just a little happy. It felt so strange that the fairy would care for her, but the touching emotion in her voice was so genuine, felt so true...<br/><br/>She'd never experienced such genuine emotion from anyone. Why from her own enemy? Why from someone that should not have cared?<br/><br/>It made her heart sting just slightly, partially in gratitude, thankfulness...but partially in guilt. She'd eaten her. Fully intended to digest her...and yet...<br/><br/>Alura feels Yumina shift uncomfortably against her, the slightest hint of emotion cracking in her voice when she next whispers in fae's ear "Hah. Look at that. Y'actually did make me smile."  Though she cannot see it, Alura feels Yumina lift her now-healed hand and lightly dab something away from her eye, her voice once more taking on it's rougher, harsher edge "Ahem. Right. Quit fraternizing with the prisoners, dear. You stick around too long, I'm likely to get hungry. Even prisoners gotta eat." The final little kiss against the side of her neck causes Yumina's ears to settle back firmly against the top of her head, her tail drooping onto the ground behind her.<br/><br/>Huh. She was almost sad to see the fairy go.<br/><br/>Phah, she was getting soft. To distract herself from the strange emotions rising in her chest, Yumina leans forwards and gives Alura's rump one last little squeeze, slipping her hand right beneath the fae's foliage-skirt to give her bare, fleshy cheek a rather strong, teasing squeeze, her thumb delving dangerously close to actually slipping between the crease of her rear, and her thumb actually lingers there for a few seconds, as if actually considering it. Finally though, she retracts her hand rather regretfully, a smirk rising to her muzzle "Aaaaand, y'know, we need entertainment too. If I'm not gonna be wearing my armor or clothing anytime soon, weeeelllll...."<br/><br/>Not bashful in the slightest, Yumina pats her hands upon her own thighs, giving Alura a little wink, before settling back onto her rear and relaxing. Weaponless beyond her teeth and claws, armorless, and rather exhausted from the short battle and her wounds, just settling in right here sounded JUST fine to her "Leave whoever ya want to look after us. Got m'word I'll not go having a hearty dinner while you're gone." She finishes quite simply, stretching out onto her back in the grass. Despite being completely nude, Yumina seemed to have not a single care in the world, stretching out languidly, arms folded behind her back and her body laid bare for everyone to see. Not like anyone hadn't seen it by now anyway - no sense in getting all uppity over it.<br/><br/>As the healing wave of energy spreads, Litala and Henriette begin to groan softly, stirring just slightly, but neither of them quite muster the energy to even open their eyes yet, much less actually sit up. It would likely be some time before either of them came fully around, unless someone made the effort to actually awaken them with a few quick slaps or a shake of their shoulders.<br/><br/>Lucan, for his part...continues to sleep quite soundly, uttering not so much as a peep. His tiny cheek-wound seals up, and he grins in his sleep, presumably dreaming about the delicious human girl he'd gobbled up and gotten away with, much to the dismay of her comrades.<br/><br/><br/>"I'll get the weapons!" Chrysanthemum pipes up helpfully, immediately going around to pick up the assorted weapons that had been discarded by the prisoners. Before long, she's got a tiny pile assembled just a little bit in front of Asara, of whom she watches...rather closely, as she begins to derobe the dragon-girl, and enjoy a few moments of victory in her own special way...<br/><br/>Asara could see the girl biting her lip as she watched, clearly rather liking the show being put on...<br/><br/>*** Inside the house ***<br/><br/><br/>"Mmmff...it's so quiet out there, and it had been so loud!" Pacing back and forth, Meera's tail switched in anxiousness. What was happening out there? Arrrgh, she hated getting left behind! She was so CURIOUS. Who'd won? Who were they even fighting?! What was going ON out there?! She'd heard Litala screaming, heard Yumina calling out something...then, near-dead silence.<br/><br/>Then there was Alura, her new friend! Yumina had EATEN her! Grrr, it just made her so MAD. The fairy girl was too friendly to eat up! Even if she DID smell<span style="font-style: italic">really</span>good....and TASTE really good, too. Okay, maybe she'd wanted to eat her just a little bit, but she wouldn't have! She was, after all, her new friend! A little taste wouldn't have hurt, though. Maybe a big taste, but no more! Okay, maybe...a hand. That wouldn't be bad, right? Or an arm. It's not like she'd be hurt! Oo, or maybe her head...that way, she could PRETEND she was eating her. Mmm, the fairy really DID smell GOOD...<br/><br/>Anastasia stood nearby, worry etched upon her face. Alura had been eaten, and worse...Yumina had seemed rather intent on actually digesting her. Even going so far as to say 'she'd let her watch'. The thought was a little frightening - was she really going to be forced to watch her own sister get digested right before her eyes? Or even...the aftereffects, once she'd been inside Yumina's tummy all day? The thought made her cheeks burn - oh gosh, it would be so embarrassing, so humilating, her own sister reduced to...THAT.<br/><br/>"Meera? Can you hear anything out there?" Anastasia asked, watching the catgirl pace back and forth for the hundredth time. She'd been pacing ever since Yumina and Litala had left, and really, any number of times she likely could have snuck away from the neko who seemed more preoccupied with worrying than watching her. Had it not been for the fact it would have gotten the poor girl in trouble, she actually might have snuck out a window while she wasn't looking. Meera was just so sweet, though...it would break her heart to know she'd made her get yelled at again over something.<br/><br/>"No! It's all...so QUITE out there. I can hear THINGs, but I dunno what it is...Mmmff, I'm sooooo nervous." She hated getting nervous. It made her think of food. Made her think of how tasty the fairies looked, how soft and vulnerable and YUMMY they were...and of course, how she had one of them right here beside her.<br/><br/>But she was a FRIEND....<br/><br/>...A tasty friend!<br/><br/>Gosh, she was soooooo NERVOUS!<br/><br/>"Mmff, Anastasiaaaaa...! I get so hungry when I get nervous! Mm, did I ever tell you that you smell REALLY good...?" Turning her gaze upon the smaller fairy girl, Meera finally stopped her pacing, her tail twitching back and forth behind her in short, sharp jerks.<br/><br/>"Um...w-why are you looking at me like that, Meera...?" NOW Anastasia was nervous. Maybe she should have snuck out the back after all...<br/><br/>"...Sorry, Anastasia! Just hold still, okay?!"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> Gluk...!</span>