Aviana (( hp and spells in spoiler))<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;">86/103 hp ((83 unbuffed))  <br/><br/>30 ac<br/><br/>26 cmd<br/><br/>Arcane Pool: 9/10<br/><br/>Raven's Pool: 2/3<br/><br/>Prepared Spells:<br/><br/>lvl: 0 unlimited<br/>Arcane Mark<br/>Detect Magic<br/>Prestidigitation<br/>Read Magic<br/>Spark<br/><br/>lvl: 1<br/><br/>Vanish<br/>True Strike<br/>Reduce Person<br/>Shield (used)<br/>Shield<br/>Shield<br/>Shocking Grasp<br/><br/>lvl: 2<br/>Intensified Shocking Grasp x3  (1 used)<br/>False Life (used)<br/>Bear's Endurance (used)<br/><br/>lvl: 3<br/>Intensified Shocking Grasp<br/>Force Hook Charge<br/>Heroism<br/>Vampiric Touch<br/><br/>lvl: 4<br/>Dimension door<br/>Dimension door</div></div></div><br/><br/>Aviana smacks her lips together in satisfaction, as the weight of her meal settles into her stomach. The orcish woman would find the dragon girl's muscles to be incredibly strong for her size, squeezing and compacting the poor woman into a tight little ball, one that was quite evident within the woman's middle. "Mmmm she will enjoy herself, of that i have little doubt.. see Urni, draggies are not food, orcs are." she states with a giggle, followed by a playful pat to her distended stomach.  With the satisfation of a full stomach, full of live and wiggling prey, her body setting to work digesting the very being whom nearly made a meal of her, Aviana writes Urni off as little more than food, returning the favor of the treatment she herself had been subjected too. Only the crushing massage of her stomach would keep the orc company now, as powerful acids begin to drip and pool beneath her, their potency a testimate to her heritage, as already they began to itch and sting against her naked green flesh, leaving little doubt in her mind of the dragongirl's ability to digest her.<br/><br/>By the time Aviana is done addressing the orc in her tummy, Miku has already gone ahead and healed up Jules. The dragongirl shooting him a friendly smile "Thanks, for trying to help me back there. Sorry she beat ya up on my account." she says giving her stomach a little rub. "My tummy will get revenge on her for ya though!" she declares with a snicker.<br/><br/>Her attention would then shift back to Miku, the big kitty reaching out to place a hand upon the dragon girl's tum. "mmm-hhmm, my tummy is little and strong" she informs the catgirl "The orc was rather tasty, and oh so filling. Why I don't know if i could fit another one in if i tried!" she exclaims with a happy little sigh, continuing to answer the catgirl's inquiries. "Shouldn't take too long to gurgle her up though... she did take quite a beating after all, nice and tenderized now, the poor orc is." she agrees, cupping her hand on the outer side of Miku's own, guiding her palm across the surface of her lightly gurgling tum.<br/><br/>Aviana was quite thankful for Miku's rescue, and she finds her smile widening as the catgirl once again uses the phrase 'My Dragon' it made her absoultely glow inside to hear the woman speak of her in this manner, Aviana's eyes sparkling as she prepares for a heartfelt thank you. Yet before she can speak, the sensation of magic rushes through her body, healing life energy rippling through her being. Causing her to sigh out with delight, as much of the redder marks on her acid soaked skin would begin to patch themselves over and heal. "Mmmmm thanks again Miku." Is all she manages to say, in an all too relaxed tone.<br/><br/>Of course her thankfulness would extend beyond meer words, as her offer to taste the kitty was as much a treat for her as it would be for the catgirl. Her golden eyes glinting with lustfull intend, would scan over the feline's body as she so bashfully responds. She could see the manner in which her ears settle, the unmistakable hue of red that colors her cheeks. "You'd like that wouldn't you mmmm and so would I....as the whole time i was liking that orc....I couldn't help but be thinking of you." she admits, squeezing Miku's hand against her stomach as she clasps fingers with the catgirl. A sidelong glance at Jules however would have the dragongirl nod "Perhaps your right though....not out in the open....we shall make it a date then." she declares happily. "That is...so long as I can contain myself."<br/><br/>Eurikova's voice draws her mind momentarily away from licking the more...intimate areas of the catgirl. The offer of another orc, not being something she herself particularly wished to partake in however. "I don't have need of another meal...Just tie her up, or finish her off to add to the bodies of her fallen clansmates." Aviana suggests, as though taking a 'snack' along would come in handy. This snack was also an orc, and orcs, could be trouble. The dragon taking a moment to survey the battlefield, admiring her handiwork of the two axe wielders she'd cut down in short order.<br/><br/>With her attention distracted, thinking back to how easily she'd dispatched not one, but two of the orcish assailants, only to just as easily become the meal of another. Aviana lets out a soft little squeak at the addition of a warm pair of hands wrapping around her middle. Though it does not take long to realize to whom they belong. The soft, orc filled tummy behind her a clear indication, as well as the weight of the catgirl's breasts settling in against her head. "Mmmm Miku~" she sighs happily. Nestling back into her embrace, folding her wings tightly against her back, as she nestles in against the surface of her tummy. The woman's body was so warm, so soft, so....just wonderful!" Aviana truly couldn't of asked for anything better at this moment. Though it wasn't quite as warm as the inside of Urni had been, Miku's heat was doing wonders in helping her readjust to the outside world, despite the layer of cooling orc saliva coating her flesh. "Nuuuu, the kitty has made the first move!" she giggles happily both at Miku's words, and the pleasant sensation of her soft little tongue darting once more across her cheek. Aviana's eyes closing to the touch, her neck craning as she leans into the lick, offering Miku a healthy dose of her addictively unique flavor, as well as savoring the sensation of that tongue upon her skin. Oh she could imagine many places she'd have that tongue lick....her entire body in fact, as the sounds of digestion behind her help to facilitate thoughts about Miku's own tummy. Aviana wondering how delightful it must feel to slip between her lips...to slide into her mouth, and be accepted into the tight confines of her throat....to be swallowed down like so many meals before... squeezed and guided into that sexy kitty tummy she has spent so many nights snuggled up against. To feel the undoubtedly soft walls of her belly closing in around her, rubbing, rolling, and catering to her body's need for pleasure. She'd never thought of it much before....the softness of miku's stomach....at least not from the inside.... she imagined it would be soft though....really soft!...now after having experienced the embrace of a tummy proper. Urni's surely had been at least...and she was a rough and tough orc, not a soft snuggley kitty like Miku! Why Aviana bet her stomach was as soft as silk, imagined she could easily find herself being rocked to sleep by the ever churning walls of her belly....submitting to the will of her kitty's digestion. Aviana's cheeks flash red at the very thought, the thought of being digested...not only digested, but by Miku! A fate that'd been offered to her in the past. Aviana squirms in her place, sliding a hand along the rounded bulge of her tum, slipping down towards the hem of her under armor. The urge to rub her more delicate areas strong as she imagines how it could have been her in that tummy...shifting and squirming weakly as the orcish women where. Settling into the depths, accepting her fate, slowly, but steadily softening as she could tell at least one of them was doing. God, it was so hot, she could hardly contain herself with the soft gurgles of digestion ringing in her ears, the thoughts and sensations of stomach walls all around her so fresh in her mind. Why, if she didn't do something to distract herself sooon, she'd be hard pressed to resist simply pleasuring herself here and now...and then she'd surely have no choice but to let Miku in on the secret that her stomach's noises where oh so sexy to her. Like a lover whispering sweet nothings into her ears, every gurgle, every glorp, a  dirty little promise that sent shivers up the length of her spine.<br/><br/>Only by focusing on the heat of Miku's tongue on her cheek is she able to break herself out of her tummy trans-fixation "Kitty licks...mmm are better than orc licks." she humms, lifting her hand to trace the trail her tongue had taken. The dragon girl reciting something in draconic as she did, as suddenly her body would begin to be cleaned by magical means. The orc slobber and acidic goop that once coated her otherwise pristine skin being lifted away. The scent of acid and digestion removed from her being, replaced by the usual freshness that accompanied the dragon wherever she went. "Magic cleans!" she happily declares, bouncing a little in her seat, against the belly of Miku. "AAaaand...well...if kitty where to slurp the dragon before she had a chance to lick....well....then...the dragon just might insist that she continue licking every part of her... lest she catch a cold!" Aviana declares with a naughty little grin. she lifting herself up a little, her body pressing back into Miku, grinding against her orc filled tummy, only to turn her head at the final moment and place a lick of her own against the side of Miku's chin.<br/><br/>With her body raised, and her tongue against the skin of the catgirl, Aviana's lips curl into a mischievous smile. "Of Course it's also possible, that by doing so... you'd leave yourself vulnerable to..." The dragon girl begins, speaking steadily as she shifts her lithe body,  turning on the spot so that she was now facing the larger catgirl. "A draggie pounce!" she cries out happily, spreading her arms and legs the moment she's turned, hopping in to wrap the catgirl in a full body hug as she settles in atop her lap and stomach, hooking each leg around her belly and waist, as their prey filled tummies would press in against one another. Aviana's hands reaching around Miku's body, pulling her in close, as she uses her new found position to push herself up, enabling her soft little lips to press once more to Miku's chin, only to transition into a lengthy lick that would drag ever so pleasantly from her chin, along the edge of the catgirl's jaw. "and where that to happen..." she continues whispering between little licks and nibbles along the kitty's jaw line. Her tail swishing happily behind her as she makes her way up the side of her face, all the way up to nibble against the tip of an ear. "Why you'd be submitted to a barrage of licks, snuggles, and kissssssses!" she drags out the last word, bouncing happily as she swoops in to place a smooch upon Miku's lips.<br/><br/>Aviana's lips where soft and inviting, like two velvety pillows pressing in on the big kitty's lips. Soft, and warm as they spread the drag girls higher body heat into every inch of flesh that they touched. The moment their lips meet, Aviana's eyes flutter and close, her wings squeezing tightly against her back, and the tip of her tail curling in on itself. It was clear that Miku had a place in the young woman's heart, for even now it could be felt pounding harder and faster in her chest, be felt in the walls of her stomach pressed so firmly against Miku's own, and more than this, could be felt in her lips, in her very kiss as she tilts her head, locking their lips together in a manner that was quite a bit more than simply being friendly. Her tongue darting out, dabbing the entrance to miku's mouth, asking for entry into the warmth within.