Try as she may, the fairy cannot make out the words spoken by Veira within her mind. Where they'd once sounded distant, as if echoing from the entrance of a cave, now the cave seemed as if shut, the sound was muffled and muted, just on the edge of hearing. For what reason Alura was uncertain, had the connection she'd seemed to have established with the feline weakened, had it merely been a momentary thing? Or was it simply that her mind was far to focused on the present, on the familiar tongue of a different feline, a tongue who'd danced through her mind upon even feeling the primal catgirl's tongues, warm caress.<br/><br/>Murmuring softly Alura hugs just a little tighter to the body of Yumina. The heat of her lick still fresh in her mind, resonating within her, it brought up so many feelings, so many memories and mixed emotions. Alura felt...happy in Yumina's arms, felt a sort of connection, felt at ease despite how terrifying her thoughts had been whilst trapped in the catgirl's stomach. A stomach, which was also familiar to her, so familiar Alura could paint every detail of the interior of the catgirl's mouth, could retrace the steps leading down her slick rippling throat, could vividly recall the image of the wrinkled stomach folds, the shades and hues of her flesh, the smooth texture of it's embrace, and the crushing strength of the muscles contained within. Recounting such memories caused the fae to become quite excited, though she did her best to keep that fact to herself. Holding close to Yumina, hiding the fact her heartbeat was rising from the others.<br/><br/>Alura only pulls herself away from the firm embrace of Yumina to whisper "Whether you like her or not, a gift from her mother should not be taken away, besides, if you keep your armor and weapon, well it's only fair she get to keep a ring." smoothing over the little bop to Yumina's nose as best she could. She knew the feline was unhappy, as the growl was evident enough, yet even so, she wasn't about to let her make Meera sad. When Yumina's hands suddenly grasp Alura's rump, firmly hoisting her from atop the feline and setting her to the side, the fae lets out a surprised little squeak. Her lips cast down in a cute little pout she silently sits as Yumina addresses the rest of the group, proclaiming her intent to keep her armor, and more than that, her desire to travel with them to Tyval. Alura had no objections to the catgirl remaining armed, and in fact was quite excited at the idea of having her around a while longer, at least until they reached the security of civilization.<br/><br/>Alura's eyes soon widen when Yumina goes to step into her subligar, bending forwards before her, filling the fae's vision with the tantalizing image of her backside. Her rump near perfectly at eye level as Alura was still sitting down herself, she can't help but lean forward, gawking at the sight of those soft furry cheeks. A little rush of excitement surging through her veins at every wag of the felines tail, at the briefest of glimpses it allows at the pink lower lips, hidden between her thighs. The very same that Alura herself had serviced so very well. Had kissed and licked, until the catgirl had been brought to release.  "Yumina....let me help with that." The fairy calls out softly. Crawling on hand and knee to close the distance between them. Her wings gently flitting against her back, indicating her excitement as she slowly reaches down to grasp the very edge of Yumina's leather armor, the other placed firmly on her right cheek, offering a gentle little squeeze, just enough to dimple the slightly softer flesh.<br/><br/>Alura's fingers stray from the edge of the armor as she slowly helps raise them, gliding along Yumina's inner thigh. While her other hand rubs a semicircle upon her cheek, Alura leans in closer and closer, hot humid breath billowing from between her luscious lips. The fae leaning in closer still, until, with a little nibble her mouth is placed against the catgirl's rear. Alura giggles softly, humming with delight as she gently nibbles along Yumina's left most cheek. Nibbling up to bury her nose beneath the base of her tail, only to transition and brush her lips down the swell of her right. Alura's lips pressing firmer as she alternates between little nips and nibbles, and feather light kisses, as her lips near the lowermost cusp of Yumina's rump. The portion where tush meets leg, as Alura lets out a soft little sigh of Delight.<br/><br/>Nestled beneath Yumina's rump, Alura speaks softly, yet loud enough so that the others may hear. "I think, Yumina should get the elf...it was their group's catch after all, and seeing as she'll be venturing along with us to Tyval, it's only proper that we feed her....and I believe it would be in everybody's best interest, if we did just that." She explains, as after all the feline was a strong combatant and would prove useful should anything dare attack them. Being recently fed should alleviate the tension of her picking one of their own to fill the void in her middle, one that Alura herself had momentarily occupied. The fairy's cheeks flush just a little bit at the thought of watching Yumina devouring the elf, of living out how it had been from the outside. Oh she couldn't wait, she hoped so deeply Yumina could have her! That Alura could watch as she struggled within, press and feel as the bulge gradually grows still, soft, losing it's shape. Eventually even...she nuzzles in firmly against Yumina's cheeks, nestling her lips within the valley of flesh between them.... eventually even, she'd like to see the elf girl's release. Alura's tongue suddenly darts out, pressing a single time, squarely upon the intense heat of catgirl's pucker, before quickly dragging her tongue upwards along it's surface, whilst simultaneously pulling her subligar into place.<br/><br/>Where Yumina to look back upon her, Alura was sat, with her legs folded under, gazing up at her with a naughty little grin. Salaciously licking over her luscious lips, savoring the flavor of which she'd just sampled. "If you eat her...I want to watch." she declares, gazing intently up at the catgirl. Her eyes burning with desire, a desire to see the process through to it's very end, to witness the very process in it's entirety, that she herself had narrowly avoided experiencing.