(( The Kitsune stats I'm using are as follows...<br/><br/>Advanced (4 RP) - +4 Dex, -2 Str, +2 Int, +2 Wis, +2 Cha<br/>Lucky (2 RP)<br/>Natural Armor (2 RP)<br/>Improved Natural Armor (1 RP)<br/>Claws (2 RP)<br/>Darkvision (2 RP)<br/><br/>Total cost of 13.<br/><br/>I'll also just edit in my post here, soon as I have it ready! Just got back from a full day of activity, so I'll start working on it and see if I can have it done tonight! ^_^ ))<br/><br/>Nestling herself in against Misha's side, Ryla gently strokes the wounded harpy's tummy, peering over her shoulder at the burning library behind her. It was a veritable treasure trove, and one she could slip into and loot just before the place burned to cinders. The possibilities of magical spellbooks, neat artifacts, or any other number of things hidden away inside made her practically quiver, and she longed to take her pick of the spendy goodies before the fire spread too much. As much as she wanted to do that, though, as much as the lust for gold made her want to hurry inside and loot the place clean...she was not about to leave Misha's side.<br/><br/>Gazing over at Xarces as he tended to Odette, Ryla half-smiles at the sight of just how mushy he looked, skin red in more places than she could really count, and yet he'd still healed up Misha and was tending to Odette before even himself. It was a little endearing, to tell the truth. Though she'd made no response to his 'skills to please and pleasure' comment - she was just a little sour at giving up her delicious meal -  that was also a point of interest, and she found herself chewing her lip in thought at just what those 'skills' might be. Oh, she could imagine, but it was one thing to imagine, and another to experience them for herself....<br/><br/>Slowly but surely, her gaze travels from Xarces down to Odette as he pulses healing energy into her body, repairing the damage her tummy had caused to the poor girl. Ugh...<br/><br/>...She looked delicious. Without even trying to hide her gaze, she openly gazes along the naked human's body, her clothing long since reduced to tattered bits of cloth inside her hungry tummy. Her bare body, glimmering with saliva and digestive acids reflected in the shining light of the fire nearby, only further accented her rather luscious curves, her enticing chest, her shapely hips, her soft, easily-digestible skin...<br/><br/>The sight made her mouth absolutely water, and without even realizing it, Ryla finds herself licking her lips at the near-irresistable meal the helpless girl would make, her tummy - now empty - growling almost angrily at being denied such a wondrous prize. It wasn't that she was HUNGRY - Delicia had cured that craving, and it would likely not be returning until the tasty girl had thoroughly transversed her digestive system - but she just looked so GOOD, so curvy, so...Mmmm! She could so, so very easily remember the sensation of the girl's skin sliding along her tongue, the weight of her body sliding down her throat, settling in her belly....uuuuuggggghhhh, by the gods themselves, why did she have to look so TASTY?! It wasn't fair. It really, really wasn't. Still, she DID owe Xarces for saving her friend, so...it was an even trade.<br/><br/>Fighting her base instincts and DESIRE to eat the near-helpless girl once more, and ignoring the angry sounds her tummy was making at her, Ryla busies herself with something else to take her mind off of the delectable woman laying on the rocks closeby. Gold worked. It wasn't a good meal, but gold was always welcome, and if the girl's father really DID have alot of money he wished to part with, to ensure her safe return...well....it was SOMETHING. Maybe she could buy a slave at the docks from one of the 'underground' vendors. Someone every bit as tasty looking. Or maybe she could just hire someone to go get that damn rat who'd likely sold her out - HE would be an absolute JOY to eat.<br/><br/>As Xarces heals up the girl, Ryla rather shamelessly shimmies closer, picking up the various little trinkies that lay scattered around her body "...A good down payment." She says quite simply, snatching up the little trinkets and stowing them away SOMEWHERE on her body. The lenses, though, make Ryla's eyes widen in shock. Magical...THINGS!! "Ooooh wow! You know what these are?!?!....Cause I don't. Magic, though! Ooohhh...wowowowow! I'll just....uh...take these for safekeeping. Y'know, so they don't get broken...or lost."  A greedy little shine in her eyes, Ryla tucks those away 'somewhere' as well. With a little dexterous fingerwork, they just suddenly seem to vanish, though the grin on her face remains "Okay...ALMOST worth not digesting her. Almost." Reaching out to pat Odette's cheek, she murmurs "...I'm sure she'll make it plenty worth my while. Or, her old man will..." Ohhh, if only he'd part with a few magical knick-knacks in exchange for his daughter! It would be perfect!!<br/><br/><br/>When Xarces settles in and eases his legs around her smaller frame, Ryla smiles again, leaning into the little embrace, nestling herself against him, her tail still protectively draped over Misha's still-but-breathing form. For a moment, things were peaceful...well, beyond the burning building nearby, and the no-doubt horrible, life-threatening combat that was taking place inside. The assurance that Misha will be okay once more makes her sigh softly, leaning a little more into the embrace of Xarces' arms "...Thank you..." Is all she says, ducking under the chin resting on her shoulder to work herself fully beneath it, against his throat. The little squeeze to her once-more slender tummy makes her 'mmff' softly, shifting back and forth in his embrace "...Oh, it's likely good I didn't eat her. I'd just get fat." She says jokingly, working herself even tighter against him.  Still, she heaves a dissapointed sigh, once more casting a sidelong glance at the enticing form of the human near her. Humans were always so tasty...<br/><br/>"....Besides, there'd be way less room in there for you, then, if you can't fit in my bed." Grinning playfully, Ryla leans up and pecks him one more time, this time on his throat, before looking out across the landscape. Oh, it was almost romantic...the way the horrible, burning fire reflected off the water, the blood of the killed maids trickling down nearby, the broken body of her friend on the rocks before her....<br/><br/>..."Maybe..." Ryla begins, eying the fire pensively "...We should get Misha out of here, before that fire spreads too much." Almost regretfully, she wiggles out of Xarces' embrace, easing her tails off of Misha's downed form. Hopping to her feet, she scurries around and picks up the handful of other items Odette had left behind, slipping the rapier into the belt at her side, and given she had nowhere else to put it, quickly attaching the buckler to her arm "We'll sell these when we get back to port, they've gotta be worth something. We'll divvy up the gold. Um, minus my fee, of course." She adds, grinning toothily. The crossbow, she simply slings over her shoulder, along with the little quiver of bolts that go with it. With the various goodies all gathered up, Ryla returns to Misha's side, gazing up at Xarces "Um...think you can carry her? I...could, but...I'd hate to hurt her."