Stats!<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;">AC - 31 , HP 60/83         Gold and such I'll put in when I finish buying the last thingy! The bag of holding! x3 <br/><br/>CMD - 26, 29 vs grapples/vore</div></div></div><br/><br/>Heee, don't worry, Sansuki. x3 I'm pretty much in the 'can't do much damage' boat. I'm just good at eating peoples and healing peoples! x3 )<br/><br/>(Also, I'm assuming I made the climb check up the slope with my 13...the DC is 5, according to the climb description, and even doubled I'm in the clear! )<br/><br/>Eurikova's 'fun after the fighting' is not entirely lost upon Miku, the easily excitable catgirl bouncing on her tippy-toes and waggling her hammer happily in the air before her "Eeeee! I am going to hold you to that, Eurikova! And of COURSE the treasure is going to be worth it! My tummy never lies, and it SAID....'Grrrrrwwwwl'." Brow furrowing in thought, the big jungle-catgirl's ears flatten against the top of her head "....Come to think of it, I never really did interpre--eeep!" The sensation of<br/>fingertips upon her soft, furry ears instantly draws the catgirl's rather 'lacking' attention, her tail setting to flicking happily behind her "Nyaa...I did hear them! I dunno how many, but I heard them! And smelled them! Mmm, they smell all...um...burly? Yeah, that sounds about right." Beneath the teasing ministration of Aviana's fingertips, she can feel those soft ears flitting back and forth at the touch, drawing little pleased sounds from the oversized kitty.<br/><br/>Miku really was a simple soul - whilst not 'dumb' by any means, her entire world seemed to revolve around the more simple pleasures of life, and physical contact seemed to be a big one of them. It had shown itself time and time again, as she pretty well completely refused to sleep alone any more, always dragging at least one member of the group into her bed and snuggling them like one might snuggle a teddy bear. Of course, sometimes it was two...and other times, it was the entire group, which led to not only a very full bed, but an ever-increasingly tight grip, as she tried to make sure everyone got their appropriate snuggles.<br/><br/>Of course, she was easily distracted - the simple earstroke was enough to make her oblivious to the oncoming attack, until the moment the orc was nearly in front of her. The first slash - a rather heavy blow - skittered right across the upper-left portion of her breastplate, nicking out a rather nasty-looking gash in the armor and biting into her soft, far more vulnerable skin beneath "Oooowwwwww! Nuuuuu, they're not friendly!! Mmmph, ooow, it --" By sheer luck (Something she seemed to have an overabundance of) more than skill, Miku's thick, heavy armband flicked up just in time to deflect the oncoming spear from above, sending it tumbling uselessly to the ground some measure of feet behind her "Others with spears! Why are they--"<br/><br/>..."...They...."<br/><br/><br/>As much as she wanted to just high-tail it and leave the orcs to their own private section of ravine, the sight of the orc before her...<br/><br/>The softness of their skin, the way their muscles flexed in just the right way as they hefted their axes for another swing, the swell of their busts sitting tantelizingly on their chest, the sight of those strong thighs, rippling with muscle...<br/><br/>They looked so soft...<br/><br/>So...filling...<br/><br/>So<span style="font-style: italic">delicious</span>...!!<br/><br/>"...T-they...look..Mmmff...y-yum..."<br/><br/>Licking her lips, the pain of her previous wound forgotten, Miku - fingers spread to grab the orc before her - steps forwards....just in time for Aviana to reduce her to pretty much an orc-pile "..Mmff? Oh! Oooh! T-thanks, Aviana! Mmf, silly orc, hitting me.." Casting a quick glance at her allies, Miku notes with satisfaction that none of them seemed to be too especially injured by the first volley. Of course, the second volley might not be so easily avoided...and if they didn't deal with the threats on the top of the ravines, well...<br/><br/>The cliff-face was too sharply angled for her to effectively climb, but the slope...the SLOPE was something different...<br/><br/>..And there were two of the yummy-looking orcish women atop it, spears in hand, ready for another throw....<br/><br/>Not if she could help it! In a dash, Miku is off at a run, pretty well scurrying right up the edge of the slope. Her speed is impressive by all accounts, and it takes only a matter of a few seconds before she's reached the top, her eyes focused upon the left-most orc woman of the duo. Mmff...one quick bite, and a few eager gulps...all it would take to seal one of the tasty-looking women in her tummy, where they could sate that seemingly never-ending hunger that always distracted her so!