The young one held up his weapon, left-handed but sure.  The mistrust was there in his eyes, of course... no surprise.  It made her think more highly of him somehow; even though he'd followed her on blind faith, he was still able to reason.  Only hope for his friends and curiosity had brought him this far.<br/><br/>"What do I want from you?"  She smiled, and she put her hands on her hips.  She straightened somewhat, thrusting her chest out and displaying her big, bare breasts for him like ripe fruit waiting to be devoured.  Such was rather more accurate than he might know, so far at least, though there would be no mistaking the provocative nature of the posture.  "Perhaps you should instead ask what you want from me."  She gave him a coy look with those golden eyes.<br/><br/>She took a single step toward him, still keeping that pose.  "My name... is Reddel.  I would like to know<span style="font-style: italic">your</span>name, young Cadester... your friends called you The Cad.  I doubt that is your true name.  The fact that you remember your heritage is already proof of who and what you are, but I need to know more if I am to help you."  She turned so that he would be seeing her from her side, her figure jutting out greatly in the bosom and rump areas.  Her short tail twitched, and she brought her hands together just above it, making her chest jut out even more.<br/><br/>"There would be a lot I would want from you.  But for your friends' sakes, I fear we don't have time to waste with the pleasures we would have to offer each other."  She closed her eyes and turned away.  She brought her hands to the back of her neck and stood there, letting him look at her bare, furred back, her bushy if short tail, and her rump.  "I heard your belly crying for an occupant.  Tell me, young Cadester... tell me your name, and tell me what you see when you look at me.  Tell me what your instincts scream at you to do to me."<br/><br/>Of<span style="font-style: italic">course</span>she was posing for him.  Of<span style="font-style: italic">course</span>he would be confused, and wonder what she was planning.  But she had her orders, and knew what she had to do to truly test him, and in fact, knew she would enjoy it.  She'd been born for this very purpose.  Already she knew things about him that he himself might not, but she needed to witness... to<span style="font-style: italic">live</span>the proof of it.  She was perfect for his needs, in every way... but it would be up to him to decide if that was enough.