Puling herself to her feet, Celrie dusts herself off of any clinging snow. Though it was clear she was tired, was exhausted and spent from both the battle, from healing Maribel, and the little extra effort she put into said healing, the temperature wasn't getting any warmer and Celrie was greatly looking forward to a nice warm rest as soon as it was available. That would have to wait just a little while longer however, as Celrie wasn't about to leave until Arcea was good and ready, and Maribel and Deliah where well on their way. Smiling towards Maribel, Celrie responds to her comment, by extending her hand and lightly cradling the coon girl's cheek. "You'll be in my thoughts as well, my dear Maribel. I'm happy to see your well, and count myself blessed to have been able to meet you, and your capable cousin here." Celrie explains, batting her lashes at each in turn as she truly was happy how things had worked out. Of course her mind and body where still on high from the effects of both healing, and feeding Maribel her energy, she was still ever so faintly aware of that energy she'd left behind, that which was now Maribel's body's to use completely. But she didn't dare dwell on it, the elf doing her best to temporarily push the thoughts to the side of what she'd done, what the pair had experienced together secretly, and yet in front of everyone aside, knowing they'd only excite her and make any negotiations that much more difficult.<br/><br/>Luckily for her Deliah was a very agreeable racooness, as it seemed both her and Arcea would be getting along wonderfully with the pair. Standing alongside the catgirl as the pair speaks before her, Celrie nods where she can, while listening to what Arcea had to say on the matter of the racoon's and their kin sticking around. Celrie herself surely wouldn't mind, and the thought of Deliah and Maribel moving out of reach caused her ears to wilt. "I've certainly got no issues with you and yours sticking around the area. Wouldn't be right to run you off from your homes after all!" she explains, nodding warmly to Maribel and Deliah in turn, "Plus the closer you two are, the better." she grins a little before returning to the more serious topic of the conversation. "So long as ya don't raid or harass those living in catspaw, I wouldn't see why we couldn't even make a more beneficial arrangement. You all know the land, know how to live off it, are keen to the best hunting and fishing spots i wager, and we, why we have ties to the empire... I'm sure we could work out some sort of trading arrangement, even, once we've had a chance to settle in and see what we have to work with, say something akin to the exchange of pelts, lumber, fish and such for things that may be more difficult for you to come by without raiding, like medical supplies and the like?" The elf offers, displaying a bit of the sharp mind she possessed, which was often overlooked by the beauty of her body. "Of course, I also wouldn't mind having you and your kin come and watch me perform." she adds with a glowing smile, though her ears droop a little as her eyes shift to Arcea uncertainly "Assuming I'll be able to over there..." she mumbles, as she still wasn't entirely certain what sort of state catspaw was in, for all she knew it was little more than a collection of sticks and leaves...maybe even tents if she was lucky at this point.<br/><br/>When the conversation shifts from the serious aspect of allowing the black stripes to squat where they were, to the more enjoyable topic of when next Celrie and Arcea would be able to meet the pair of Racoon girl's Celrie cannot help but grin at the proposed prize for her kitty and Deliah's little drinking wager. Celrie would nod in agreement to Arcea, indicating she was all right with such a wager, the thought of being offered up as a prize excited her, even if she didn't imagine Deliah to stand much of a chance against Arcea. Even so, her eyes would narrow seductively as they return to Deliah "I tell ya what, if you can out drink Arcea... I'll give you a kiss... a kiss anywhere you want." she pauses to let what she'd just proposed sink in, that little bit of extra insentive take hold, as her emerald eyes glint mischievously, hungrily drinking in the sight of Deliah, and Arcea's body's alike. Her gaze falling finally between the coon girl's legs as she teasingly takes a step past her to give Maribel a little peck on the cheek. "and of course you don't have to wager anything to get a kiss Maribel, that is of course unless you wish to make a wager of your own?" Celrie asks, curious as to what exactly Maribel would ask for if given the chance.  With the way the four where already teasing and getting along, Celrie was quite excited for that night to arrive, knowing the lot of them where going to get along just fine.<br/><br/>Returning to Arcea's side Celrie reaches out to give her rump a little pat "That goes for you too ya know...the wager." she whispers, licking her lips at the implications, where would Arcea ask her to kiss she wondered, if given free reign to do so... While she was pondering this notion, Arcea went ahead and drug over the racoon girl who'd landed the shot on Maribel before them. Explaining to Deliah and Maribel herself what had happened. Celrie hastily adds in "I did, at least, boost Maribel's defenses before any shots where fired, just in case this very thing happened." adding yet another layer to the growing list of things Celrie had done to help and protect Maribel. She glancing towards Deliah, "I did take her down after the shot too... wished I coulda done so before she pulled the trigger.. But, hey, Maribel is all healed up now, and probably feeling better than every." she smiles knowingly in Maribel's direction, curious as to how she'd explain her own state to those around them.<br/><br/>Celrie wouldn't weigh in just yet on her own thoughts for what should be done with the one who shot Maribel, not wanting to step on any Racoon toes, she'd let Deliah and Maribel offer their suggestions, if any, before adding any of her own. Her focus instead is drawn to the warm embrace of Arcea. The strong catgirl pulling her in close, sharing the warmth of her body. Celrie had been shivering she knew, yet she'd tried her best not to let it interfere, to let anyone notice. The fact Arcea had picked up on it was a testimate to how much she cared, Celrie figures. Her heart warming as she's held close, splaying her hands across Arcea's middle, offering a soft little tummy rub as they await the racooness's decision. "It is cold...would have sure loved that fur coat." she giggles, glancing over her shoulder at Maribel. "You better make it up to me though Arcea, keeping me out in the cold for so long." she teases "Why i think, a nice warm bath may be in order once we get to catspaw!"  the elf stands on her tiptoes, bringing her lips close to the blushing ears of the feline to whisper "a tongue bath" only to draw the tip of Arcea's rightmost ear between her lips and give it a playful little nibble.<br/><br/>The conductor's voice would draw the elf's attention away from those immediately around her. Celrie's eyes stopping curiously on Alexis who seemed to be having difficulty making her way back to them. She'd not call out to her just yet however as Sevana surely had the detonator issue in check by now.