<blockquote class="uncited"><div> “Fighting won’t be a problem, Rak here will be a good boy I hope”</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Rak picks his head up off the ground, his tail swatting playfully against Lilium's lower back for a bit of attention. Lilium can feel the soft, fuzzy sensation of happiness surge through her mind when that attention is given in the form of an ear-scritch, her fingers stroking the soft fur of his left ear. He emits a surprizingly cute whimper of happiness, rolling back and forth on his back as Lilium tends to him like always<span style="font-style: italic">~ Me? A good boy? I'm always a good boy. I won't even drink anything...unless someone leaves their cup on the ground. Then I might take a little taste. Just a little one, though! Few laps...and I'm done! Really! ~</span><br/><br/>Lilium had learned a long time ago - Rak loved his alcohol. Ale and the like, he despised - but good wine? The fox seemingly couldn't get enough. Not to mention, he was both a happy drunk, and an amusing drunk. Of course, he was also a sleepy drunk - and if she really wanted to keep him out of trouble, dose him up with a bit of wine or brandy, and he'd be out within an hour's time. Most likely, to sleep the entire night away - through rain, thunder, sleet or snow.<br/><br/>So caught up is Rak in the wonderful feeling of Lilium's fingers scratching behind his ear, that he never even notices her other hand slipping down to his tail, nabbing a single hair from the fluffy, furry appendage, and giving it a rather solid yank. It, of course, detatches instantly, drawing a surprized "YIPE!" From the squirming fox<span style="font-style: italic">~ OH GODS! HELP! SOMETHIN' TRYING TO KILL ME! ~</span><br/><br/>Rak suddenly stops moving, his legs stretched out straight behind him, and his forelegs straight up over his head, stiff as a board. Playing dead. In the most unconvincing way possible.<br/><br/>He stays that way for a few long seconds, eyes clenched shut, tail held stiff behind him, looking for all the world like a furry board that just happened to resemble a fox. Finally, after a few seconds, one eye creeps open, peeking up at Lilium with playful little twinkle dancing in it. Lilium can practically feel the smug playfulness radiating off her familiar - at least, until she does the one thing in the world he loved almost more than their...'special' sessions together. A belly rub.<br/><br/>Rak's body practically seems to liquefy, his legs splaying in every direction as Lilium's fingers graze their way through his belly fur, stroking and rubbing. The act draws a shivering whimper out of the incredibly happy fox, his tail starting to wag back and forth energetically as her fingers stroke along his tummy<span style="font-style: italic"> ~ Mmph...ooo...right there...there...ohhhhhhhhhhhh.....yesssssss. Rrrrfffff.....Oh yes...I'm definantly going to be a good boy if I have this to look forwards to...ruff...~</span><br/><br/>So caught up is the fox in his very-much loved belly rub, that he doesn't even seem to notice the rest of Sherani's warnings about the shifter camp - something that could only lead to trouble. Even Ureck's advance is entirely ignored, until he reaches out and places his hand upon Lilium's once-again slender belly.<br/><br/>Lilium instantly feels the 'protective' side of Rak's personality flare up, along with just a little bit of hostility - yet, the fox certainly knew to wait and see if Lilium WANTED to be touched before he actually acted. It wasn't the first time she'd felt the feeling - he'd always been protective of her. Of course, she also knew that even a few words to sooth him, assure him it was okay, would make that protective mindset retreat for a bit, and once more calm him down. Rak's eyes remain on Ureck's outstretched arm, waiting on some cue from his master to see if it was okay or not...<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Going to edit in the god list soon. <img alt=":)" src="./images/smilies/smile.gif" title="Smile"/> Or, just put it in a seperate post! Expect it soon!</div></div></div><br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Encounter roll - 1d20 (13, +5 for Sherani's check...18. No unfavorable encounter)</div></div></div>