((Aww, that's a cute picture for a harpy. ^_^ ))<br/>((Also, it's not technically been used against me, but Harpies was one of my flaws. x3 So...just playing it off. ))<br/><br/>With Aiyaka still nestled up against her side, Felicity makes no motion to confront the winged creature as it drops down out of the sky. Likely for good reason - it seemed friendly! Something that one could not quite overlook, especially when trapped in a pocket dimension where any number of those they might run across could be aggressive, if not downright hostile.<br/><br/>When the winged figured gets closer, however, Aiyaka can feel Felicity's body suddenly tense against her side, every muscle in her body seeming to stiffen at her approach. Even her tail, once swaying lazily - almost playfully - behind her, swings to a halt, half-curled behind her.<br/><br/><br/>Oh by the bloody gods.<br/><br/>Why did it have to be a harpy?! Why couldn't it have been a friendly little flying lizard-person? Quite honestly, Felicity would not have even balked at a imp fluttering down out of the sky and casually perching nearby to chat. Why, though, a harpy?<br/><br/>The corner of Felicity's mouth twitches slightly, her eyes dilating as the half-avian comes to rest upon a nearby, low-hanging branch, just within reach of her arms if she so decided to leap up and grab her. She'd never understood her desires when it came to feathery creatures, rodent-types, or fish-types....she really hadn't. Honestly, it was little degrading to think that her dietary desires stemmed from the common housecat...NAAAAAAH, not a housecat. A tiger! There we go - yes, her dietary desires stemmed from a tiger! Still, there was just something about certain creatures that triggered something inside of her...<br/><br/><br/><br/>Harpies just happened to be on that list.<br/><br/>Almost wantingly, Felicity's wide eyes gazed across the snow-white plumage of the harpy's wings, fighting back the urge to lick her lips at the thought of those lovely, white wings folded back against each other, squeezing inch by inch down her hungry, eager throat. She had never been one to wantonly eat anyone or anything that came her way, but the harpy, those wings...Mmm, they made her belly suddenly feel so amazingly empty...<br/><br/>It was one thing to enjoy a good bird while eating some cooked ostrich legs. It was an entirely different thing to savor the sensation of a feathery meal flapping about in her stomach and --<br/><br/>NO!<br/><br/>NONONONONO!!!<br/><br/>She was friendly! Damnit, Felicity, don't mess this up!!! It's just a harpy! There will be others! Besides, it's not like she had...soft...delicate skin... or tantelizing thighs that spread downwards into the traditional harpy's taloned feet....<br/><br/>Mmm...no, it wasn't like she was RIGHT THERE, totally unsuspecting, and...<br/><br/><br/>Swallowing the sudden lump in her throat, Felicity takes a few steps forwards, grinning up at the harpy girl "Ehhh...haha! Oh, right...y'a friendly type then, yah? Hah, that's good..." Nope. Not going to eat her. Not even going to try. Every instinct in her body might scream at her to try the harpy, but NOPE! She wasn't going to give in! Not even a little bit! No matter how tantelizing, how filling, how...scrumptious...Mmm, she did look scrumptious, too--<br/><br/>NO! Not happening! She was not going to mess this up for everyone! It was a potential alliance, and she wasn't about to eat the liaison between their two groups.<br/><br/>"Wha, Bella?" Felicity says, glancing over her shoulder at the half-elf situated nearby "...eh...half-elf? She's a human, yah? Ey, Bella...why'd you never tell me you were a half-elf?" It was not the first time Felicity had asked that very question...nor was it the first time Bella had actually told her. In fact, over their long relationship, it had been mentioned well into the 'dozens' of times, and just for some reason, had never really seemed to stick with the big neko girl "Y'aint got them long, tickly ears them elves have...ahhh well. Half elf, half-human, doesn't matter, love."<br/><br/>Shifting her attention back to the harpy, Felicity crosses her arms over her chest, gazing upwards at the distractingly tantalizing avian "Now, whassit about givin' her to yah?..." Curiousity piqued, the neko's ears flick outwards, briefly appearing beneath the wide bring of her hat "....Whatcha offerin' for her, exactly...?"<br/><br/><br/>Mentally stomping her own foot, she growls under her breath. Damnit, she was so distracted by the delectable-looking bird she was even offering up trading one of their own group "Eh, I mean...Bella ain't for sale, yah? She's with us. Even if she's a lil' stiff round the edges, and even if she does look REALLY tasty, can't be givin' her up, yah? Sides, ah...'not hurtin' her' and 'eatin' her' seems to be kinda...ahh...well, lil' at odds there, yah? Th'girl ain't never called me on 'half-animal' either, so I gots no problem with her." At that, Felicity cast a 'glance' in Bella's direction, as if actually wondering if she ever HAD actually called her an animal before "...Nah, love. Can't give m'girl up. I gots some booze if ya wants ta make friends that way, yah? Potent stuff. Put feathers on y'chest an' all." Actually seeming to brighten at the idea, Felicity unslings the cord from around her shoulder and neck, popping the top and holding it up towards the harpy "What ya say, yah? Can even tell ya th' story of what happened jus' before we left, see? Was this big gnoll gal, right? Old friend o' mine, we don't really see eye to eye anymore an' all, but...well, was this here human fella, right? Me girl bella here steals some gold from the gnoll, an' she socks this human fella hard, right? Then EATS him...HAHAHAHAHA! Ooohhh, I have me so many stories like that..."