<blockquote class="uncited"><div>As soon as the ambush is set into motion, and the first human begins to advance, Kahmori's voice drops an octave lower - but it remains filled to the brim with excitement "Humans are quite considerate, arn't they? I guess we should thank them for filling us up after swallowing them, hrm?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Why, certainly," Xali says, a bit of mock confusion in her voice. "Swallowing a person without thanking them for the pleasure? Why, the very idea! What are we, barbarians?" she said, punctuated by a musical laugh.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> He returns the lip-licking gesture, and adds - just as a playful afterthought "A good thing, too. Here I though I was going to have to give you a taste before we got our first meals..." The way he was grinning, it was hard to decide if he was serious...or just kidding.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Xali took a step closer to him and inhaled deeply, a confident smile on her muzzle. "Oh my dear Kahimori..." she says quiet confidence, "If I wanted a taste of you..." she stands up on her tip-toes and quickly flicks her rough tongue across the side of his face. "I would<span style="font-style: italic">take</span>it."<br/><br/>Then, her attention was taken by the hiss of arrows cutting through the air, and Alexei's flesh. With that, she crouched much like the kitsune beside her, trying to present a smaller target, one hand clutching a small wooden shield and the other slowly reaching into the fine leather satchel at her side. She began mentally sorting through her arsenal of readied magics, trying to formulate a plan... and too late, she realized that two of them were charging directly towards her. One's path was barred by Kahimori, but the other came on unimpeded. "Oh shit!" she hissed in a rather unladylike tone, her eyes wide. Before she could even begin to cast, he was upon her. Xali gave a sharp (and, to the human's ears, gratifying) cry of pain.<br/><br/>Even as she staggered backward and pressed a hand to the wide cut across her abdomen, a red stain spreading across her dress, she considered the battlefield. There were several tempting targets... the human who'd attacked her seemed a good target for an enchantment, and those two archers standing together were an even better one. But if she ensorcelled Brador, those delicate but deadly archer lasses would turn her into a pincushion, and if she threw an enchantment on the girls, then this handsome but fierce human would carve her up. Even though all three were very, very tasty looking, there was fighting to do before she could enjoy the rewards. She needed to focus on keeping her tail intact.<br/><br/>The leopardess regained her composure and hopped out of Brador's range while he was off balance from the strike. In one hand, she produced a small glass prism, and held it up before her, parallel to her body.<span style="font-style: italic">"Aravex"</span>she said, and her image flickered strangely for a second, but otherwise seemed to have no effect.<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;">5 foot step back.<br/><br/>Casting "Displacement", giving all attacks against me a 50% miss chance. Arcane spell failure 5%, will fail on a 95 or higher<br/>1d100 + 2: 2 + 2 = 4<br/>Whoops, forgot to take the +2 out from my last d20. Anyway, 50% miss chance, attacks automiss on 50-100.</div></div></div><br/><br/>As she glances to one side to see how her friends are faring, Xali is almost stunned when she witnesses Kahimori's perfectly executed assault, stunning the opponent with a kick and then battering him into the dirt with an onslaught that shattered armor and bone with equal ease. The blood splashed across his fur was sublimely artistic, a highlight against his tense, white fur, like a rose. "Perfect!" she breathes lustily... unfortunately, this has the side effect of alerting Brador to the fact that her voice isn't coming from where she stands, but from somewhere off to the side.<br/><br/>(I might be able to knock out Brador with a save-or-suck spell, which I have plenty of, but if he rolled well on his save I might get cleaved in half next round. This way I'll have a decent defense at least.)<br/><br/>Xali HP: 28/38 AC:19<br/>Active spells: Bull's Strength, Mage Armor, Displacement