(( for reference Aiyaka looks like<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1079.photobucket.com/albums/w507/XarcesTheDelicious/Aiyaka/aiyaka_by_soranamae-d752j9c_zpsf67e298b.png">this</a>^_^ a commission I got not too long ago :3 ))<br/><br/><br/>(( also you may of course control Rhia if you wish ambrose, or any other hopeful onlookers who may have been wishing for a shot at the kitsune for that matter :3 ))<br/><br/><br/>(( preferences!!! I am oh 30% pred/ 70% prey am open to all forms of vore, and enjoy digestion in particular :3 As for sex, I am more of a 50/50 split sub/dom and am completely fine with anything in that regard. In other words I will be fine with anything this setting can throw at me....*chuckles* even, as sansuki put it, gratuitous scat :O ))<br/><br/>While the festivities went on around her, Aiyaka sat alone within the confines of rather spacious hut. Sitting sideways atop the crumpled sheets of a bed,as the light from the fires outside shimmer against her beautiful complexion. dressed in little more then a loose fitting kimono, with fresh lilies in her hair, Aiyaka was a beauty of that there was no doubt, from her perky breasts, to her sparkling emerald eyes. Her pouty crimson lips, to her flowing brown hair, her cherry blossom tattoo which climbed it's way from her pelvis all the way across the bulk of her back, clear up to her pointed fennec ears. A relative new comer to the village, having only been amidst their number for a few short weeks,  little was known about the woman. Having wrapped one of the more powerful members of the tribe around her little finger, the centaur guard Rhia, who took it upon herself to protect the dainty little thing from the overzealous attentions of of the tribe's monsters and girls. For the kitsune was highly sought after, many rumors spread on the exquisiteness of her exotic taste, to the myriad of ways in which she was rumored to be able to please and satisfy a girl. So well protected was she that some of the tribe speculated her very existence. The fact she had tamed Rhia at all was cause enough for such speculation, as it was a well known fact that many a girl had tried to satisfy the centaur, only to fail, ending up as manure within her garden<br/><br/>Drowning out the sounds of merriment and gurgling bellies, Aiyaka's large fennec ears swivel atop her head. "What is it? do you hear something?" the centaur speaks, her dark skin a stark contrast the the fair hue of Aiyaka's. "It's Aria...she speaks....to the others." the kitsune murmurs, staring ahead upon the loosely blowing skin that served as a doorway to the centaur's hut. "Yes, but..." Rhia starts in only to be cut off by he kitsune "Take me to her...please....I wish to accompany this group on their mission." The centaur raising a brow as this took her by surprise. Despite this moments later, many, if not all eyes would be on Aiyaka as she rides through the streets upon the back of the centaur. Arms rapped sensually around Rhia's chest, as her tails gently caress and play along the centaur's midsection. When they arrive Rhia kneels, showing both her respect to their "leader" as well as enabling Aiyaka to seamlessly slide from her haunches, standing on her own two feet with a rather happy flick of her tails. "Thank you for brining me Rhia, you may depart..." she states, Rhia speaking up defensively "But Aiyaka, are you sure.....I...I don't like the way the others where looking at you....are you certain you'll be safe?" A sly grin spreads across the kitsune's face as she sashays around the centaur's flank. Triple tails tickling against her side, sending shivers down the imposing centaur's spine. "I'll be fine dear, now please, run along and have some fun. I saw plenty of captive meals....even some blonde ones, and we both know how much you like those..." the kitsune whispers lifting the centaur's chin ever so gently, only to lean in and place the most innocent of kisses upon the centaur's lips. the mighty woman seeming to melt in her hand, swooning heavily before the much smaller kitsune. Her face flushed red with a blush. "Yes of course!, but please, be careful." she practically pleads. To this the kitsune merely nods, allowing the centaur to go on her way. Leaving Aiyaka alone and without protection for the first time since arriving in camp.<br/><br/>The kitsune's voice, as sweet as she is beautiful rings out as she addresses the harpy "I, Aiyaka Priderend, wish to accompany this group, to assist them in their efforts. I do so to further establish my place within your tribe." she says, bowing before the feathered female, her tails swishing with a moderate amount of anticipation. For the kitsune had been waiting for such a time when she could prove herself to the harpy, wishing to earn her favor and establish herself further within the ranks of the whitefeather tribe.