Alexei’s tail flicked uneasily as he watched the leopardess pursue the fleeing archer. Xali was undoubtedly a powerful caster, but then again the human had managed to ward off her magic once. Perhaps he should have shot her in the leg while he had a chance, he thought, just in case she managed to prove remarkably strong-willed or lucky. Fortunately, it soon became apparent that distinction didn’t need to be made as the running human’s body slowly began to disobey her, and before long her form collapsed into the tangled weeds along the edge of the trees. A faint smirk drew across his muzzle, satisfied that they would be able to completely clean up their assailants, but also secretly thrilled that he would be able to devour Mariel after all. First off, however, were all those damn arrows. No point in letting them dampen a meal he was determined to savor.<br/><br/>With a strained grunt, he used his uninjured arm to brace himself as he took a seat on the ground. As hard as he tried to ignore it, the sharp points of the arrows seemed to burn through his flesh with every motion he made. And to think pulling them out would be even worse too… Letting out a sigh, he scanned over each of his five injuries and eventually decided the one that had skewered his arm deserved his attention first. Gritting his teeth, he gently wrapped his fingers around the shaft and prepared to pull… when he saw Xali.<br/><br/>The wolf found his hand halted in midair upon spotting the leopardess slip off her dress, revealing the sleek seductive form beneath. As steadfast as he may have seemed outwardly, the young lupine felt the inside of his ears tint a faint red as he watched her stalk away after the fallen archer, his smirk deforming into an awkward little grin. After blinking a few times, he managed to regain his composure, but for a while he couldn’t take his eyes off the sultry feline’s form, especially once she began to consume her catch.<br/><br/>Upon seeing the human begin to vanish into Xaili’s maw, he couldn’t help but let a fascinated shiver rise and fall his form. The leopardess was a decidedly fickle character, full of surprises that seemed to catch Alexei off guard around every corner. She seemed so regal, yet through their games he had discovered a tactical side not common amongst those with a taste for luxury. Now, it was clear she had a taste of a different kind altogether, a sort of feral lust that belied the words and images he had tacked onto her in his mind. It was increasingly mysterious to him what she was capable off, but as he watched her polish off the girl he grew increasingly enticed by the thought of finding out…<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"...Bon appetite, Monseur! Ze meal, she 'as arriv-ved!"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The sound of approaching footprints soon caught his attention, causing him to glance warily off to the side. However, he quickly settled down again upon realizing it was Kahmori, although his ears and eyelids drooped slightly at the sight of the kitsune crating the sleeping archer to him. For heaven’s sake, he was wounded, but he didn’t need to be fed like a little puppy. And speaking of being fed…<br/><br/>Why was his belly flat?<br/><br/>Surely he wasn’t so big as to completely hide the presence of prey within him, but he also doubt his acids could have melted her away that quickly as well. Then, peering around the big vulpine’s frame, he spotted the small, naked (and kitsune-saliva coated) cleric trailing meekly behind him, and for a few moments he could only give her a cold hard stare before turning back to Kahmori.<span style="font-style: italic">He let her go?!...</span><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> "You know, Alexei...if you catch arrows, it's supposed to be with your hands. Not your body. Pretty much, next time...do the EXACT opposite of what you did this time!"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>“…”<br/><br/>When viewed out of the corner of his eye, Alexei’s irises changed from the usual golden luster into its alternate emerald green hue, something his sideways glare was giving the kitsune plenty of time to observe. While intriguing, the fact that the tone had only otherwise come up in battle gave his cold stare more of an edge, shooting daggers fiercely even when his lips didn’t move. Although several icy words were creeping through his mind, he found it very difficult to say any of them, especially once Kahmori turned his attention to his injured arm. With a small whimper, Alexei winced as the kitsune extracted the painful arrow, but the look was short lived as he felt his warm slick tongue rub over the wound, his eyes widening at the crisp feeling spreading over his body. It was an undeniably soothing feeling, yet there was something unsettling about having a large and decidedly predatory creature lick him so intently.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"By the way, you make a much better looking pincusion than you do a wolf..."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Again, the kitsune was greeted by a long face, although not quite as intense as the one that preceded it. Letting out an exhausted (or was it irritated?) sigh, he turned to the arrow sticking from his shoulder and wrapped his fingers firmly around the shaft, and with a firm jerk and clenched teeth he yanked out the offending projectile. “…You think so? I’d rather not let the look catch on,” he grumbled, tossing the arrow aside.<br/><br/>Trying to take his mind off Kahmori’s teasing as he worked on the rest of the arrows, he glanced suspiciously at the spared cleric out of the corner of his eye, his hooded ears alert and perked as he watched. “You can’t be serious about the human,” he muttered softly enough so that only Kahmori could hear. “She already tried to hurt us, and I’d be hard-pressed to trust her. As far as I’m concerned, the safest place for people like her is down the throat and balled up in the stomach. At least the worst she can do there is cause a little indigestion.”<br/><br/>His eyes trailed ominously from Vendra towards the sleeping archer, and his tongue left a trail of slick saliva over his lips. “Take this young lady. She already skewered my arm once, but after I’m done with her I doubt we’ll ever have to worry about that again. Allow me to demonstrate…”<br/><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;">Vore-de-grace time! &gt;:3 Enjoy!</div></div></div><br/><br/>Throwing the last arrow aside, he rose to his feet and sauntered slowly over to Mariel, a small drop of drool soaking into the dirt that lay on him. Kneeling down over the sleeping archer, he ran his fingers gently over her hair and down her cheek before trailing over her chestpiece to the projectile that had pierced her. Alexei was harsh, but he wasn’t heartless, and he wouldn’t want the feeling of an arrow point digging deeper to spoil whatever nice dreams she would have as he devoured her. Snapping the arrow as close to the tip as he could, he threw the broken shaft away before carefully peeling away her armor and exposing the delicious form beneath. His eyes scanned her lustily, the thought of those soft succulent breasts and that smooth-skinned frame against his tongue already clouding his mind as he slipped off her leggings as well, making sure to set aside anything that may have been of value. The luscious scent of her now exposed body finally cut what little of his poise and discipline remained. Dropping to his knees, he cradled her head gently in his arms as his jaws spread wide…<br/><br/>A multitude of flavors flooded into his euphoric mind the instant the skin on her face slid into his maw. The slight saltiness from the heat did little to mask the delectably savory taste that caused the wolf to growl in pleasure, running his tongue slowly over her delicate form as he looped his arms around her own. Although his jaws had crushed in Brador’s head moments before, he lapped and lifted the sleeping human with a surprising amount of gentleness, taking care not to break her smooth supple skin with his teeth as he levered her into his throat. Thin trickles of saliva glistened against his neckfur, in which the first bulges of his meal began to form.<br/><br/>Leaning back, he heaved the archer slowly up into the air as his slick throat muscles began to rub and massage over her, dragging the delicious tastes from her limp frame over his probing tongue. He could hear the girl moan and stir uneasily from within the tight confines of his gullet, causing him to form a small smirk around his prey. He could only imagine what she was dreaming about, what hot sensual sensations he was bringing into her little fantasy. Another wet slurp brought her up to her chest in the lupine’s maw, and he couldn’t help but toy with his prey just a little more before sending her down to her rather temporary home. His long canid tongue worked up her abdomen before stroking over her uninjured breast, caressing and playing over the pink nipple on top. Before long, he felt it harden against the roof of his mouth, and Mariel wriggled uneasily in her slumber, the simple motion sending a shudder of pleasure through the wolf’s entire body. Eye’s half-closed in his rapture, he cast the human cleric a wry little grin before widening his jaws and sliding her comrade deeper into his pulsing throat.<br/><br/>Alexei could feel her lightly-stirring form sink deeper into his own as he swallowed more, the distinct pleasure of devouring live prey spreading closer and closer to his stomach. It wouldn’t be long before her journey, and her peaceful nap, would come to an end in the pit of his belly, but as her smooth curved thighs passed over his fangs and into his mouth he let her come to a rest just long enough for the ever-moving muscle up between her legs. One teasing lick caused her to writhe and twist, and again the shivers of ecstasy climbed up his spine. Ah, how her squirming completed his meal, how it egged him on, make him crave it. He poked his tongue against her sex, stroking up against her more sensitive parts, growling euphorically as he was rewarded with more of that delectable wriggling. Alas, the sounds of the approaching caravan eventually calmed the wave of exhilaration coursing through him, eliciting an almost dejected huff from his lips. Another contortion of his throat, and Mariel began her final seconds outside of the sated wolf’s form.<br/><br/>Her sleek legs slid in without a fuss as her frame began to bulge out his body, a pleasured Alexei quickly unbuckling the straps of his vest to allow his gut to expand. Before long, a distinctly human shape pushed out against the white fur on his stomach, the flexible yet strong walls holding her in a tight round sphere in his warm syrupy fluids. Above, it wasn’t long before the wolf’s jaws sealed around her feet, and with one last blissful suck he gulped those down as well, feeling it worm down through his body to join the rest of her in his belly. With an elated sigh, the wolf again slumped down onto his rear, running his hand softly across her still-sleeping form. Between the warmth, the soft churning of his stomach walls, and the surprisingly gentle strokes he gave, it probably would’ve been quite comfortable. Alas, all good things had to come to an end eventually. At least it would be quick for her small tender form…