The taste of that delectable little fruit would linger on her tongue, plump, ripe, at the prime of it's life, now simmering away within her cute little tummy. Though more than that she relishes the taste of Anastasia's fingers, the taste of a fellow Verdant dawn fairy. She'd heard whispers from the bloodscales , talk about how good their kind tasted, how considerate it was of them to wear fully digestible clothing, to provide their own side dish, garnish, and spices making for a mouth watering combination of flavors, add to this their natural affinity for a long, squirm filled digestion...and why it sounded like any predator's dream, and judging by the taste on her tongue it was no wonder that the predators of her forest had considered her kind a delicacy.<br/><br/>Of course she'd never actually consider eating her own sister. She dismissing the thought as her eyes trail to Thygor once more, overseeing the handing off of the spyglass. The image of his long dexterous tongue catches her attentionas it grasps and pulls back the berry he'd been given. She stares silently for several moments, holding back thoughts she know she ought not to have, though to the creature's mention of more pleasing morsels, for the first time since meeting the beast her cheeks turn a hint of crimson when he looks at her. A nice change from the usual steely expression she gave him whenever she caught his eyes fixating on her sibling.<br/><br/>Johan showing no response to neither she or her sister as they zip and twirl around him, Alura naturally takes this as a free pass to do as she desired, not that she wouldn't have done so anyway. "All right then, We'll go on ahead, and shall catch up with the rest of the distraction party whenever they depart~" she calls out with a cheerful smile, zipping away with her sister in toe. "and if ya need me, just point!" she calls back, shooting a smile toward the arachne in passing.<br/><br/>"All we need to do is scratch behind their ears, rub their tummies and they'll be putty in our hand, just stick close and follow my lead sis and we'll be sure to show the others how nice those kitties are." she weaving in and out around her sister as the pair flutter and fly like a couple of overgrown butterflies towards the forest before making their approach on the barn. Alura didn't want to give the groups position away and wasn't sure which way they'd be coming, but well, seeing a couple of fae descending from the trees would not set off any red flags as belonging to a mercenary group.<br/><br/>Alura was quick as any agile humanoid on the ground, but in the air she was even quicker. She dipping under Anastasia, flying upside down for several seconds as she locks eyes with the younger fae. Memories of their childhood flooding back, how they'd chase and play with each other like this around the village, flying here and there and getting into all sorts of mischief. "How ticklish do you think they'll be sis....they wouldn't by chance be....this ticklish?!" she poses the question, before spinning on the spot, presenting her back and wings to Anastasia which rapidly brush their many tips against her exposed face,  and tummy, tickling the young fairy with the delicate surface of Alura's very own wings and the shimmering powder that adorned them.<br/><br/>They'd have no doubt left whoever else was coming down to distract in the dust by this point. Though she'd wait in the wood for a short while to ensure they kept an eye on the others and could be in a position to catch up with them when the moment was right. Alura takes this opportunity to give her sister a serious look and a little nod which she knew to mean stay close, and stay out of danger should a fight break out. Alura always the protective big sister, had drilled the routine into Anastasia's head over the course of their time together outside of the forest. And with that the pair set off towards the barn, flying silently mere inches above the ground so as to not make a sound, curious to see how close they could get to the group before their presence was detected. An eagerness welling up inside Alura's chest as she couldn't help but get excited about meeting this group her sister had described to her.<br/><br/><br/>[[ and lets get a dice roll involved ^_^ stealth in the event you want to use it<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/257214">silent flutters (( stealth ))</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+11</span><span style="font-weight: bold">20</span>as they approach the barn as sneakily as two fluttering not really sneaking fairies can be.  ]]