<span style="font-weight: bold">Anita</span><br/><br/>I<span style="font-style: italic">squirmed</span>, ententacled in the kitsune’s tails, being… touched… all over my body. “It’s… a house-plant-grove,” I tell her. “A sprawling manor of some age, and a smattering of daughter-plants sprouted from seeds spread far enough outside its grounds. The flower-furniture of this variety is remarkably fine, rather desirable, and quite valuable, but…” I tremble, despite the warmth of the catgirl’s embrace, “its quite dangerous to come here, so…” I trailed off. “Um, sometimes a group of girls will try to live here. The manor’s supposed to be palatial, and the land is very rich, but…” she shrugs, “it’s too close to you, and they’ve wound up,” my eyes slide, involuntarily, to the Kari’s stomach, and the shifting of my friend within. It could so easily have been me… “At least, after awhile they’re never heard from again. I don’t think it’s been inhabited for awhile, so there might be girltrap plants and tenticulous ivies, or,” now, I shudder, “and an arachne or similar might even have made the manor it’s home.”<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Group</span><br/><br/>As far as you know, this particular grove has never been inhabited by girls - although the beastvine clan, who claim the forest’s western flank, might also raid this far. Your tribe has reasonable relations with them, but its easy to imagine something like that not being mentioned. There are many natural dangers, but even the most aggressive wild fauna won’t typically assault a girl settlement. Its possible that gradual depredation, and the gradual encroachment of hungry flora, might cause a settlement to be abandoned - and its quite easy to believe a withdrawing group of girls could be casually devoured to the last woman.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Anita</span><br/><br/>“Now, you stay put and out of the way, ok, dear? I won’t be able to protect you should you misbehave,” Aiyaka instructs, leans in - and for a moment, I fear that she’s going to pop me out of the way into her tum… but she merely brushes her lips against mine, gone before I can react, leaving the memory of warmth and a tingle in my whiskers.<br/><br/>“I- I won’t,” I stammer, shifting a little further from the Kari, whose stomach held my friend, but was at least full,” and the tigeress, who might soon be hungering for her next meal… I’d no idea how voracious these monstrous women might be… “Come back safe!” I call after Aiyaka. I can’t imagine my surviving long without her, not alone in the jungle if I fled, nor with her two companions should I remain…<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Aiyaka - Stealth, great success!!!</span><br/><br/>Aiyaka slips through the long grass as stealthy as a shadow. It’s largely as Anita had described - a few small cottages, with the clear potential to grow into something grander, scattered haphazardly outside the grounds of a larger manor house, with many rich, ripe houseplant-fruit dangling from its ivy-strewn walls. The manor shows several architectural styles between its wings and extensions, as if each were grown swiftly and with a particular type in mind, but with no sensitivity for what’d gone before. A low stone wall surrounds the property, enclosing substantial grounds - even at the wall, you’re a hundred feet from the house itself. Peeking over, you see a girltrap plant basking in the sun, more concerned with warmth than ambushing its next meal… and within the manor, a shadow slips across the window.