The long rays of sunlight that dance across the grass and the cool, enticing breeze seem to instantly brighten Meera's mood, the catgirl's sullen expression shifting to a brighter, more happy half-smile. Pausing just outside the door, she took in a few deep breaths, seemingly quite pleased to be out of the strange 'other world', and more importantly...having survived the trip to it. For a few moments, the pleased half-cat pauses just outside the house's doorway, stretching her arms up high over her head and flexing her toes in the --<br/><br/>-- Toes?<br/><br/>Blinking in surprise, Meera cast her eyes downwards, eyeing her wiggling toes in the short-cut blades of grass that ringed the 100-foot-ish area just outside the little countryside shack. Her boots were gone?! "Oh nuuuuu! My boooots! What the heck?! Awww, no wonder my feet felt so funny - my poor socks too! Those were my favorite socks! All warm and soft!" Flexing her toes into the grass, Meera digs them into the soil just a little bit, sighing gently "Mm...still, feels kinda good on the feet. But now I gotta buy new boots, and we ain't gonna get paid now, and.." It's only then that she realized she was alone, Alura and Anastasia both having taken off some seconds before, darting through the air towards their party that seems to have settled in some small distance away. Why they were not using the house itself was anyone's guess, but the 'sudden and unexplainable disappearance of their companions' likely had alot to do with it.<br/><br/>Immediately starting to jog to catch up with the seemingly faster fairies, Meera is all too surprised when Alura comes darting back in, throwing her arms around the her neck "Eee! Yay, snugs! Gosh, it sure was scary in that other place, wasn't it? I'm...um...all for not going back. Like...ever. Too many big, scary things." Alura's mention of 'sticking around' makes Meera's ears flick upwards atop her head, a small 'hmmm' rising in her throat "Um...I...dunno, maybe? I'd like it, but um...I got hired and..I dunno! Maybe I can get outta it without making anyone mad, huh?" For once, it was somewhat difficult to read the expression on Meera's face, though it likely lingered somewhere between hopefulness and apprehension.<br/><br/>"Aww, you oughta come with us Meera!" Anastasia follows up, slipping in close to wrap her arms around the larger catgirl's waistline "We can do all sorts of things! Besides, we're...um...specialists in the iron boars! That's gotta be good money, right? You could be the kitty specialist!" This seems to draw a slightly brighter smile from Meera, who responds with a simple "Maaaybe!" Still, she slips her arms around both Alura and Anastasia, squeezing them in tightly against her larger form and happily returning the fairy-snugs!<br/><br/>Alura's 'question' phrased in her mind does not draw an immediate response, but within a matter of seconds, she more 'feels' Veira's presence than actually hears her. It was a strange feeling, like the feline was sort of 'bubbling to the surface' of her consciousness, and not without some small measure of effort ~Nyg...I don't know where I am...it's dark. Really dark. Can't see anything...~. Her voice reverberated in Alura's head like an echo down a long hallway, bringing to mind yelling through a cave's entrance.<br/><br/>Seemingly oblivious to the fairy's internal conversation, Meera merely nods enthusiastically at Alura's words "Yes! Snugs later! I need to stretch, got all cold and fussy down there!"<br/><br/>When Alura returns to the group, she finds Naji waiting for her, arms crossed and looking more than a little unhappy with being stuck out in the sun for the majority of the day. Still, despite the sour look on her face, she does not immediately start in with complaints - she merely waits as the excitable fairy rambles off all that had happened (with a few omissions), before finally cutting in "Yeah. You were gone for 5 hours. It's nearly sunset. So, if you expect to sleep anywhere that ain't in that creepy old house or on the ground, we've got two or three hours of light left to get back to town. We MIGHT....just make it by nightfall. If we're lucky. Not that I'd mind - not having the glaring sun in my eyes would be a rather welcome blessing. An' if that lot ain't up here soon, I'm gonna go down and drag them up by their ears. Or tails. Or...spider...spinner...things. Well, there'll be alot of dragging from any body part available." Huffing, the clearly sour-mooded drow turned and aimed a kick at the still-bound elf the group had encountered inside the house. Now, she even sported a gag, no doubt to keep her from constantly yelling about her wounded pride and revenge.<br/><br/>The others were tied too, hands loosely looped behind their back with rope. It would take a considerably effort to slip free, but it seemed doable - clearly, Naji (or whomever had bound them), were not too terribly worried about them trying to escape. Yumina is the only to remain unbound, and though she'd dragged her armor and clothing out from the house, it still sat in a pile next to her, rather than on. Clearly, the warm sun and the cool grass were quite nice for the full-blooded feline.<br/><br/>Alura's sudden approach does not seem to come as a surprise to Yumina, the feline - rather than balking at her approach - grinning toothily "Ooohhh...lil' snack come back, did she? That's good. Mm...aaaand...yeah. I missed you." Slipping her arm around Alura's middle, the catgirl pulls her in a little bit closer, shamelessly pressing her lips against the side of the fairy's neck. Within a matter of seconds, Alura feels the warm, slick, ever-so-lightly textured sensation of Yumina's tongue sliding smoothly over her neck, leaving behind a little patch of wetness and warmth "Mm...I miss that a little more though. Wouldn't mind a second round of our little..." She paused, thinking for a moment, her smile turning all the more devilish "....game. Maybe a direct repeat. Nothin' like dinner after a show..."<br/><br/>It was hard to tell if she was joking or serious, but the tone in her voice was playful and less gruff than it had been before, and most surprisingly - her grip was a little bit on the light side, more a gentle pull than a full-fledged hug in those powerful arms of hers.<br/><br/><br/>((I won't interject into the scene between Johan, Cyria, and Sasara, so don't feel pressured! Have fun! ))