((Haha...Poor Thygor. x3 Denied of his dinner, at least for the moment. Course, there's always Litala and Henriette, if things go sour...>:3 ))<br/><br/>((Also, saw you'd been sick, Sansuki! Hope you get to feeling better soon! ^_^ ))<br/><br/>((I'm doing my best to keep the 'scenes' labeled, such as 'inside' and 'outside' and so forth, for those that don't want to feel forced to read ALL my narrative. If this is still confusing, let me know and I'll try to put specific parts dedicated to your character in with...I dunno, just your name or something. x3 However it works best! Everyone let me know if this style is too confusing!<img alt=":D" src="./images/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" title="Very Happy"/>))<br/><br/>***Outside the house...***<br/><br/>Movement at the edge of the treeline signal Naji's return, and sure enough, a few seconds later the drow peeks her head out from between the trees. Now that the fight seems to be over, the dark elf, Anya, and Alyx all begin making their way out of the foliage and towards the farmhouse. Odds are they'd arrive in just a few moments, making it easier to guard the prisoners - even if none of them were particularly helpful in an actual fight.<br/><br/>For the most part,  even when Alura, Johan, and Thygor slip into the house, leaving only Cyria, Asara, and Chrystanthemum outside, the prisoners do not get up and attempt to escape, something that potentially would have been all too easy to do. With their wounds at least partially healed, and the numbers clearly in their favor, Yumina and Shodon could have likely caused some serious damage even without the use of their weapons. Yumina *WAS* a weapon, and Shodon was large enough to be dangerous, if he ever got a good grip on someone.<br/><br/>Still, despite an exchanged look between the two, neither of them go back on their word that they'd remain complacent as long as they were treated fairly. After all, a repeat of the fight would likely end the same way, and neither particularly wanted to test just how far Johan was willing to extend the mercy he'd offered.<br/><br/>Almost as an afterthought, just before Johan heads into the house, Yumina calls to him "Y'know, there's a catgirl inside that has a habit of eating orphans, stealing from the poor, and desecrating churches. She might be good to feed your pet dragon."<br/><br/>'Tch'ing loudly, Shodon affixed Yumina with a steely gaze " Give it a rest, yeah? Y'gonna get her hurt."<br/><br/><br/>*** Inside the house...***<br/><br/>"Um...y-yeah, berries..." Anastasia replies, nestling her face into Alura's chest to hide the practically neon-pink blush that had risen to her cheeks. Even then, it does very little to hide it - Alura can FEEL the smaller fae's blush warm against her skin. Even against Alura's cheek, Anastasia's fingers sort of work together, feeling the strange, slick, but not entirely unpleasant sensation of the catgirl's saliva squishing between her fingertips.<br/><br/>Meera blinks in confusion at the comment about 'berries', but doesn't respond. Maybe that was some kinda code-word for fingers? Fairy code! The thought made her tail twitch happily behind her. Alura's praise, however, actually sets that long ,furry tail to swinging happily and Meera squeezes her a little tighter against her front "Heee...I told you I'd watch out for her! We played a couple of games, and...well, it was super boring games, but we still played them!" Frowning in thought, she mumbles under her breath "We need more toys. Noone brought any." The girl really was hopeless, it seemed, more concerned with toys than the combat that had clearly taken place outside.<br/><br/>"...And you really do taste good..." She adds, actually seeming a little embarrassed by the admission "Um..not that i'd EAT you, but...I, um...kinda got nervous and tasted Anastasia, and she was really yummy, and...I tasted you earlier, and you were too. Um...but we're friends! So, I won't eat you! Even if you're super tasty!" At that, she smiles, as if simply saying 'I won't eat you' was the most common thing in the world anyone could say to anyone else.<br/><br/>The mention of 'putty in her hands' brings a little giggle to Anastasia's lips, though that quickly turns into another embarrassed little 'Mmmnnn' when her ear-tip is nibbled "Stooooop it! Now I have kitty slobber and you-slobber." Still, Alura notes that she makes absolutely no attempt to reach up and brush it off, despite it being little more than a tiny little sheen. Whatever Meera had done, she'd clearly seemed to like it, even if it didn't break into the realms of actual lust...yet, at least "I'm so glad you got out of Yumina, though...she said she was going to digest you right in front of me. And...um...show me what happened, afterwards..." Her blush deepening, she once more nestled her head against Alura's chest, thankful that it had not come to that...even if there was a certain part of her that was...'curious'.<br/><br/>The longer the embrace holds, the more Alura feels Meera's tail happily flicking behind her. When her fingertips begin to explore along the furry base, she finds a little hard bit of metal at the very base, where her tail connected to her spine. A few quick brushes of her fingertips identify what it is - a ring of some sort! Not one designed specially for a tail, perhaps, but a ring nonetheless. A strange spot for one, but there it was anyway. More distracting than the ring, though, was the shapely little cheeks of the catgirl's rump just below her tail, a rump that Alura had seen in passing more than a few times, but never quite managed to get a good feel of just yet. So shapely, firm, and absolutely perfectly rounded...Yumina's words had been somewhat true. The neko girl had been blessed with a jaw-dropping body that would have had even someone with the highest standards drooling in desire, but not a whole lot in the way of 'brains', at least in the traditional sense.<br/><br/>Alura's switch of the conversation to her friends actually makes Meera smile again "Oooohhh, your friends are here?! That's good, we can--" That smile, though, instantly vanishes when her little speech moves to include the fact her own group had lost, and likely been taken prisoner. Though her expression brightens slightly at mention of some of them traveling the world - they'd not been killed, then! -, the silly little smile doesn't quite return "O-oh. Um...they're all okay, then? Oh gosh, maybe I should have went outside too...but they told me to watch Anastasia! Why didn't they make Litala watch her?!"<br/><br/>The neko's stress seems to deepen when Alura mentions 'surrender', her once-flicking tail instantly drooping, and her ears doing much the same. Bright, slitted eyes widening in growing fear, she begins to chew upon her lower lip nervously, stepping away from the embrace and looking expectantly towards the door "Oh no...mmff...I don't want to surrender!" Gazing over at the elf in the corner, her hands bound in the little wooden cuffs, Meera's despair only deepens "They're gonna tie me up! I don't wanna be tied up! Nononooooo...! Don't let them, Alura! I don't like it, it's so scary! You can't move, and, and..it's all constrictive, and...Mmmfff....!"<br/><br/>Once more sweeping her eyes to Alura, Meera gazes at her with wide, expressive eyes filled with uncertianty. The prospect of 'getting to taste her' actually does seem to calm her down, albeit only slightly "...O-okay, Alura...just don't let them tie me up! I won't fight them. Mmf..Anastasiaaaaaa! Sorry!" Reaching down, she grabs the smaller fae's hand once more and lifts it to her mouth, popping it right between her lips in a single loud, throaty-sounding<span style="font-style: italic">gluk!</span><br/><br/>"Eek!" Anastasia says in protest, but she doesn't make the attempt to pull her hand back, simply shrugging up at Alura "...Aww...she's scared..."<br/><br/>Meera only has about five seconds to 'gnaw' on Anastasia's hand before a loud, thudding clank echos throughout the room, Thygor's towering frame squeezing in through the little doorway and into the entryway room.<br/><br/>"NYAAAAAaaaaaaaaa!!!" Meera's eyes go as wide as plates, and she drops Anastasia's hand, immediently balling up her fists at the big drake's arrival and lifting them in front of her, as if fully meaning to take on the big, armored dragon with her bare hands. A quick glance at Alura, though, and her arms once more drop back to her side, though she does take a single, nervous step backwards "U-u-um...h-hi...you must be Alura's friend? Um, I, um...Mmmfff...oh gods, you're big." Swallowing nervously, she takes another step back, seeking to put a little additional distance between herself and the hulking dragon that fills up the doorway. A few more seconds pass as Johan worms his way past Thygor's considerable frame, and into the entryroom proper.<br/><br/>"A-another friend...?" She says nervously, gazing at Johan, every muscle in her body tense, as though she were either getting ready to run, or getting ready to fight - it was difficult to tell which "H-hi...I'm Me-Meera...Aniel said I was supposed to stop anyone getting in, but...um...if she gave up, I don't want to. Alura said...Um..." Biting her lower lip, she gazes at the big dragon, then back at Johan, then right back to Thygor. Oh gosh, he had such big teeth, too. The human had a sword drawn, and...and...was it all a trick?! No, her new friends wouldn't do that.<br/><br/>"...Alura said..." She repeats, her mind suddenly going blank. What had Alura said? She was so nervous, what was she supposed to do?! Surrender! Right!...but then she'd get all tied up, just like they'd done with the other group that had surrendered. Oh no - maybe she'd get EATEN too! Whimpering softly, Meera focuses her attention on Johan, her words coming in a sudden long stream without so much as a single breath inbetween "Aniel said I should stop anyone but I don't want to if she gave up and i will give up too but I don't wanna be tied up cause ropes are scary and then I'd get eaten, oh gosh don't eat me, or tie me up i'll just sit in the corner and I wont even make a sound and i'll cook dinner for you as long as it is a sandwich and i don't have to actually cook cause i'd burn everything and then everyone would be hungry, and then i'd be in trouble and getting yelled at, and then i would get eaten, Mmmfff...i, um, give up!" Finally taking a moment to breath, the catgirl sidesteps a little behind Alura and Anastasia, actually kneeling down behind them so only her eyes and ears were peeking up over their shoulders "Alura said I should let you pass, so um...okay, pass. Don't hurt me. Please? The big dragon is scary..."<br/><br/>Wordlessly watching the proceedings, the elf in the corner - likely a wild elf from the west, perhaps even as close by as the jungle to the northwest - allows her eyes to roam across the two newest individuals to make their entrance. A lizard and a human. Clearly not members of the group who'd ambushed hers, so possibly - just possibly - this was something she could work with.<br/><br/>Finally speaking up, she focuses her attention on Johan, calling loudly "So, you got rid of the White Wings? Good. What say you get me out of these cuffs, hrm? Maybe I'll be able to help you some with dragon-guy down below. Course, from what I hear, he's not doing so good. Still, help is help. What do you say?" Lifting her hands, she rattles the wooden cuffs binding her wrists together, waiting almost expectantly for them to be removed "In fact, stick these on that bitch..." She shifts her attention from Johan to Meera, smirking slightly "...And give her to me, and I'll show you something you'd LOVE to see. Just give me a few moments to enjoy a little sweet vengeance, and I'll make you a wealthy man. What say you?"<br/><br/>Meera's eyes widen once more, and she shakes her head violently, clutching tightly to the fairy's wings "Nooo...no cuffs! Please don't! I'll be good, I promise!"<br/><br/><br/><br/>((<br/><br/>Meera - Female Neko "Sorta-Monk"<br/>HP - 33/33<br/>AC - 20<br/>CMD - 20<br/><br/>))<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> Bound elf, again, so people don't have to go back 7 pages to see </span><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;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s36.photobucket.com/user/CassyInko/media/Bound%20Elf_zpsgxcm6uqp.jpg.html"><img alt="Image" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e42/CassyInko/Bound%20Elf_zpsgxcm6uqp.jpg"/></a></div></div></div>