"Ohhh...that feels kinda nice..." Anastasia murmurs, her cheeks taking on a slight reddish hue as the tingle of raw magical energy seeps throughout her body. Even those without sensitivity to magic both arcane and divine would be able to feel the quickening of their pulse, the sense of excitement, the distracting sense of sensory 'pleasure' from their eyes and ears and noses and tongues, simply making everything seem BETTER. To those attuned to the more arcane and divine energies of the world, the feeling of so much raw, magical energy was downright distracting, and just slightly overwhelming.<br/><br/>Smacking her lips softly, Anastasia once more takes a sidelong glance at Alura, lightly curling her tongue along the soft, plush flesh of her peach-colored lips. The aftertaste of her sibling, something that should have honestly been long gone by now, was still lingering...and actually growing more potent as the slight shift in her senses takes hold. She'd never eaten anything more fearsome than a really big apple, and honestly, unless the moment was just right, or she had the gentle coaxing of her sister to urge her along, her diet would likely remain fruits and vegetables for the rest of her life. Still, that didn't keep her from LIKING the flavor of her sister, and she had to admit...she was...actually pretty tasty. The soft, delicate sensation of her skin sliding along the wet little surface of her tongue was delightful in a way so few fruits could even manage come close to comparing to.<br/><br/>Not that she'd actually ever consider EATING her sister. Still, it was super funny and silly to tease it anyway, and many, MANY were the times Alura had found her entire hand or foot squeezed into the tight, hot embrace of the younger fairies mouth, her lips curled into a playful little grin.<br/><br/>The window does finally draw her attention, though, and Anastasia looks in with a sad expression, her long elf-like ears seeming to wilt just slightly "Awww....that one looks hurt." She observes, flitting back and forth just a few feet from the windowframe. Neither the injured elf or the human girl tending her seem to notice their presence, both too intent on on the elf's soupy meal to pay much attention to anything else. Had it not been for Alura's suggestion of introducing themselves, there was little doubt that Anastasia would have went right up to the window and knocked with an offer to help. At mention of introducing themselves and offering to help, though, the younger fae girl brightens considerably "Yeah! I'd love to help!" She exclaims with a smile, already lifting off to follow up just behind Alura as she makes her approach.<br/><br/>Rounding the western edge of the building, Alura gets her first up-close-and-personal look at the 'kitties' that Anastasia had been talking about. Indeed, three of the four individuals were felines of some sort, with two being more closely related to 'nekos', essentially looking like humans with exotic, feline-like eyes, tails, furry cat ears, and more than a few feline-like traits for the most part, generally manifesting in increased natural agility. One of them, a male about a full foot taller than Alura, was dressed quite casually - simple clothspun clothing that was both loose and comfortable looking, intermingled with a few bits of<span style="font-weight: bold"> leather </span>that covered his groin, shoulders, forearms, wrists, and upper thighs. He was deceptively cute despite his size, a sort of 'boyish' look that made his intense, piercing eyes all the more enthralling and deep. Not to mention, the open front of his shirt displayed a rather enticing body beneath, fit and lithe, without so much as a single blemish or scar.<br/><br/>The female, also just slightly taller than Alura, wore...well, overall, just 'far less' clothing that her male counterpart. Her own clothing consisted of a rather simple<span style="font-weight: bold">cloth</span>halter top that was filled near-to-bursting with her lovely-looking breasts, and whilst they were not overly-large, the simple tightness of her top pushed up those delectable-looking orbs, creating ample cleavage between them. Her skirt  was an equally as simple affair, cut just a couple of inches too short, revealing gratuitous amounts of the soft, lightly-tanned flesh of her thighs. Her attractive, slender tummy was left bare, with a pair of thigh-high stockings and a simple pair of leather boots topping off her outfit. Overall, she looked young and amazingly beautiful, with cheerful, light-gold eyes that seemed to twinkle in merriment wherever they looked.<br/><br/>The final feline was coated in soft, white fur, offset by the light red coloration of her hair and the fur of her tail. With far sharper features and more piercing eyes, she quite intimidating despite her smaller-than-average size. Standing a just under six feet tall, shorter than even the female catgirl, she nevertheless carried an aura of confidence that carried over to the smug look upon her face. Her body was littered with<span style="font-weight: bold">plate</span>peices, covering her breasts and upper belly (Though notably leaving her stomach rather bare), thighs, and shoulders. She was pretty in her own way, with ample breasts, an attractive figure, and the most fit, enticing thighs one could imagine.<br/><br/>Offset from the group of felines was a rather large wolfman, easily the largest of the bunch. The vast majority of his body was covered in loose<span style="font-weight: bold">leather</span>armor, leaving only his vest unbuttoned to expose the peachy skin of his chest and belly. Likely the oldest of the group, he carried a little bit rougher of an expression, a couple of old scars nested around his left eye and lips, no doubt from trying to stuff down an overly zealous meal somewhere in his past. Despite that, he was ruggedly handsome, with long, flowing black hair that match the dark coloration of the fur coating his thick, furry tail.<br/><br/><br/>((As seen above, I'll try to note their armor in bold, obvious weapons in italics, if the description (and picture) is not enough. Sometimes, I might just use a picture and go from there, it's all according to my own time constraints. ^_^ . Of course, I won't ALWAYS do that, but I'll certainly try to describe the armor/weapons as well as I can. Sorry if these descriptions are not wonderful - I'm not used to describing people in this kinda format.<img alt="&gt;.&gt;" src="./images/smilies/shifty.gif" title="Shifty eyes"/>Something else to work on! ))<br/><br/>Alura has only a brief moment to survey the group before they SPRING into action, the big wolf-man grabbing a spear leaning against the door entryway, the catboy half-drawing a longsword from his side, and the fur-covered feline leaping to her feet, drawing a rather large sword from it's scabbard on her back. Only the catgirl in the back looks clueless as to what is going on, realization only sinking in when she spots the two fae making their approach "Ooooh, hi!" She calls from the back, enthusiastically waving a hand at the approaching duo.<br/><br/>"Tch!" Shodan growled softly under his breath, casting a glance behind the two approaching fae "Damnit, Dart, you were supposed to be watching..." He murmurs,  half-leveling his spear at Alura and Anastasia. The tip of that spear wavers, though, when he notices it's not only NOT another competing mercenary company (at least, that HAD can tell), but also two cute girls, wearing...well,<span style="font-style: italic">skimpy</span>was putting it lightly, but skimpy clothing "Fae, huh?" Casting a sidelong glance at Yumina, Shodan simply shrugged. There was really no protocol to dealing with two random passerbys, beyond just...well, capturing them, tying them up, and figuring out what Actil wanted to do with them. Of course, given he was busy....<br/><br/>"You spying on us?" Yumina says angrily, fully pulling the large greatsword off of her back "How'd you know we have one injured? You from that group of losers yesterday, come to save your little friends? Too late. Unless you go digging through the outhouse, you'll not be finding them, though if that's what you want to do, by all means."<br/><br/>Pipeing up helpfully, Meera cheerfully interjected "There's still the elf--"<br/><br/>"SHUT...UP!" Yumina called back angrily, turning a near-rage filled gaze upon the catgirl "You stupid bitch! You DON'T GIVE OUT INFORMATION. EVER. In fact, you don't SPEAK!"<br/><br/>"Aww, but-" Meera began, only to once more be cut off by Yumina's fire-filled voice "DON'T....SPEAK."<br/><br/>"Ohhhhwwwww..." The catgirl finally gave in, her ears wilting sadly. Yumina seemed to hate her so much, just because she'd got a little greedy and ate everyone's dinner. It wasn't HER fault. Well, okay, it WAS, but...well, she said she was sorry! That's what mattered!<br/><br/>Lucan cast as sour-faced look in Yumina's direction, but does not offer up a rebuttal on the catgirl's behalf. Instead, he simply turns his attention back to Alura and Anastasia, slipping his longsword back in it's sheath when noone else comes charging out of the underbrush to assault them "We don't need your help, and we don't need you skulking around. Best you move on."<br/><br/>"...Ooohhh, I dunno..." The big wolf man also lifted the tip of his spear, planting it into the ground and leaning on it casually "....Why not let them give it a shot, huh? They're cute...I bet we could always find....<span style="font-style: italic">another</span>use for them. They'd not be in the way long." There was just 'something' in his tone of voice that was a little bit...well, menacing, though the look on his face was still quite amiable. Alura, especially, gets more than her fair share of the big wolf-man's attention, his eyes roaming over her lovely body with a far too interested gaze.<br/><br/>"Oh, yaaaaay!" Meera once more piped in, bouncing up and down on her tippy toes "Maybe they can help!" Darting around the group, Meera rushes in, practically<span style="font-weight: bold">pouncing</span>both Anastasia and Alura *, and grabbing both of their hands "Wooooooow, never seen fae before! Awww, your wings are so cute! Can you really heal? We didn't get assigned a healer, and we had to fight when we got here, but we beat up all the bad guys! Oh woooooow, your clothes are all leafy!" Casting a gaze back at the group, Meera offered up a bright, beaming smile "See?! They're not bad! Don't be so mean to them, Yumina! They're just wanting to heal up Litala!"<br/><br/>Sharing a little chuckle, Shodan and Lucan both put away their weapons. Yumina, on the other hand, ground her sharp teeth together in frustration. Fine. To hell with it. If the fae wanted to come in, they could come in. Besides, she was hungry - after Meera's piggishness, either one of the girls was a welcome snack. Hrrrm....<br/><br/><br/>"....Yeah, you know. Sure. Let them in..." Yumina finally replies, relaxing her hold on her weapon, a relaxed, toothy smile easing it's way across her face "...In fact, I encourage it. Poor Litala...she's in rough shape. I bet they'll get her in good order..."