Flying freely along with her sister, teasing and toying with each other like they've done when they where younger, oh how Alura missed this. Rare where the opportunities they got to enjoy these carefree moments, for cities and towns where far too crowded, and their work as mercenaries was often much too serious for her liking. But this, flitting and fluttering alongside her sibling, away from the group, and the stern looks of their peers, this was lovely.<br/><br/>The cute little talk of kitties and how best to deal with them was much enjoyed as well, despite Alura realizing that it'd not be quite that easy to charm them....or perhaps it would, she wouldn't know until they arrived. With her tickle assault going smoothly, she smiles triumphantly the moment her sister breaks, "Ah-ha! that's another win for me, dear sister!" she calls out, referring to the tickle fights they often had when younger, where flying away was akin to forfeit. Of course that wasn't what they where playing, even so she enjoyed her little victory as she steadies herself and continues to float through the open air.<br/><br/>She had a suspicion Anastasia would return the favor, ticking her when she least expected it... but she certainly wouldn't of guessed her feet to be her intended target as the younger fae makes her approach. "Berries?" she calls back, confused at first as to where she was going with this. Had she truly seen a berry bush below as they zipped along through the forest? No that wasn't it, and as she inches closer, Alura suddenly feels her toe enveloped in the wet heat of Anastasia's mouth as she essentially glomps it in mid air. "A-a-anna!" she squeals as silently as she's able. Covering her mouth to resist the fit of giggles building up inside. Her toe wiggling futiley for release as those teeth nibble and chew upon it. Her efforts only seeming to sink it further between the young fea's lips as soon she feels it brushing against the slippery surface of her tongue. A feeling in and of itself that causes her body temperature to rise, but more than this, Anastasia's tongue would be treated to the delicious flavor of Alura's flesh, a berry in it's prime if there ever was one, Anastasia being able to sample that irresistible flavor bursting in her mouth, the natural flavor of her kind, enhanced by the arcane energies that course through her veins, a flavor that'd lured Scarlet all that way to their village, and by doing so,  seen their entire populous systematically devoured by the predators around them. Only when Anastasia releases her hold, does Alura pull her foot forward, "I think the kitties may like those berries a little too much." she says to cover up her own flustered expression.<br/><br/>The moment they leave the forest, the pair become rather silent, a stark contradiction to the carefree fun they had just indulged in moments before. Their spirits where high from the recent fun, and their excitement level even higher as they make their approach on the barn. The feeling of magic in the air was invigorating, and the life that pumped through her veins was in no way reflected by the decrepit state of the barn before her.... or rather maybe it was. For the corners of her lips curl into a little smile at the sight of vines running up the side of the wood, splitting and creeping in where civilization had once ruled. It reminding her for the briefest of moments of home, of their little village, all the huts and buildings made of plants, much like the clothing she and her sister still wore.<br/><br/>When the pair get close enough to look through the windows, what Alura sees both amazes, and saddens her. These where not the kitties her sister had described, and from what she could tell they where both quite attractive and in fighting form...save for the later that is. The fae's heart sinks when she sees the nasty gash in the elven woman's body. "poor dear...maybe we can offer to help her?" she asks her sister, knowing that she was just as good at knitting wounds and holes in people, as Alura was at creating them. "lets go ask if they'll let us." she offers with a smile. As she hated to see a beautiful creature such as that elf in pain, and without knowing anything about her, or having been threatened by her to cause such a wound herself, she could only go by her natural instinct as a fairy of the Verdant Dawn.<br/><br/>This may work out to her advantage, she figures, for what better way to make nice with this group, than by healing up such a nasty looking wound in one of their allies? The pair could simply knock on the window and gain access that way, but that ran the risk of spooking the woman who was taking care of her. No it would be better to approach the group her sister had seen talking, and from there see if they'ed allow them a chance to work Anastasia's healing on her. Worst case scenario it'd just end up providing a more believable distraction when things went badly.<br/><br/>Rounding the corner Alura calls out in a soft and friendly manner. "Hello~ is anybody home? We couldn't help but notice your injured friend back there and would very much like to help them, we come from the nearby wood you see and are quite adept in the arts of healing, both magical and mundane."  she begins stating her intent as the pair of fae would come into their view. Keeping their distance so to allow enough time for Alura to get a good look at the opposing group, and for them to run should they immediately move towards aggression. Already Alura had a story laid out, they where fae and had come from the neighboring wood...nothing strange about that..... attracted by the scent of magic in the air...again nothing strange about that..... only to find the injured elven woman in back.... that wasn't a lie at all and the fact she would decide to leave out her involvement in an opposing mercenary force, was besides the point. She could ease them into that once they'd gained their trust after all...<br/><br/>[[ And if you want to count this as diplomacy or bluff, as both have the same #...<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/257514">Diplomacy, or Bluff</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+9</span><span style="font-weight: bold">29</span>>.< seems Alura's got her charm in full effect, i blame the toe nibbles :3... I did forget to add in the +1 bonus from Asara's blessing, so i guess the actual result would be a<span style="font-weight: bold"> 30 </span>]]