[[vore check 1d20+19+5(maintain)  30]]<br/><br/>Aurora's neck vibrates softly around the orc as a pleasant<span style="font-style: italic">murrrr</span>escapes her.  The squirming all down her throat and in her stomach only increases her enjoyment of her prey.  Swallow after swallow takes her second course further further into her body and begins to force her to join Urni in her belly.  Now that the battle is entirely in their favor, if not completely over, she can take extra time to let her tongue roam over the orc's form.  She lathers her lunch's waist with saliva before another few swallows, then similarly takes her time with her prey's thighs.  She pauses one last time here, watching the futilely kicking legs in amusement.  Then she practically slurps up the rest of the struggling limbs and one last loud gulp removes her meal from the outside world.  She closes her eyes, enjoying the fading sensation of her meal sliding down her esophagus until it's gone.  Finally satisfactorily full, she turns towards the rest of her group, licking her lips and with a hand rubbing at the squirming mass trapped within her tummy.  She's in a much better mood now~  "You could always share them; there ARE two of them down there, you know," she chuckles.  "But, I leave that up to you since I'm perfectly happy with my own meal."  The kitsune then retrieves the two magical great axes from the ground (assuming we're allowed to collect them) and gives them a place among the rest of her own belongings.<br/><br/>Then she returns her attention to the two struggling within her stomach.  "You may as well settle down.  Even if you were to successfully escape there would be no options for you.  However, if you are willing to cooperate, and I like you, you may have a chance at survival.  A small chance no doubt, but a chance nonetheless."  In their fervor it's possible, if not likely, that the two failed to realize that they have been safe up to this point; the fleshy chamber has remained free of acids and is instead simply containing them.  If they settled it might also be possible for them to recognize the soft and silky flesh is comfortably surrounding them rather than tightly constricting them.  It's almost as if her stomach doesn't want to make them uncomfortable.<br/><br/>[[She fully intends to keep her promise of consideration so diplomacy check just in case you'd like one(don't have character sheet right now, but I'm fairly sure of bonus) 1d20+8  23]]