The kitsune- Miria, as she apparently styles herself, and as Kaheksa doesn't argue the point that seems as though it may be her true name- watches the byplay among her conquerors with an impassive face perhaps with just a hint of a pale grin and the occasional flick of a dark-furred ear. She watches with a cocked head as the last of her followers goes, unresisting and unconscious, into Xarithe's stomach; the altered man has a rich taste, as Sira confirms with approval at seeing her companion take care of himself for a change. "Well," Miria says, "That's the lot of those. I assume you'll be going deeper in? My sister's probably figured out<span style="font-style: italic">something</span>'s awry. Like as not she'll have the entire building wired up with more illusions than you can shake a sword at, those of you who aren't proficient at seeing reality." She smiles. "Won't have many cultists left- you dears have put quite a dent in our numbers. Still, if she was smart enough to go get the priestess and not try to fight you herself, it should be a very interesting struggle. Of course, should you happen to lose, I'll be<span style="font-style: italic">happy</span>to honor our prior deal." She smiles with evident good cheer, and adds, "Don't any of you have some rope to bind me? I feel as though that's what's required for so<span style="font-style: italic">solemn</span>a process as my capture. While you all find some of that to restrain me..."<br/><br/>"Don't you care," Kaheksa spits, "About the people who died for you?"<br/><br/>"Don't you, cousin?" Miria blithely says. "You abandoned us already, seems rather hypocritical to hold me to a higher standard."<br/><br/>"I left because of my-"<br/>"-conscience-"<br/>"-<span style="font-style: italic">enlightenment</span>, you shape-shifting harlot, not because a cute man with a bulge in his pants was willing to put a leash on me instead of cut my head off!"<br/><br/>Miria laughs, giving Xarithe a sidelong look and mouthing silently, "Leash." Keeping her hands visible and careful to make no move that seems like she's casting a spell, the kitsune slowly sidles towards the fairy, distracted as she is; Ambrosia feels a pair of warm, wiry arms wrap around her from behind, slim tapered fingers starting to dig into her belly and knead. The extra massage quickly stops the human's futile struggles, and feels... wonderful, really, as the kitsune has apparently had ample practice. Pressing her bare chest and stomach against the fairy's wings in a soft bearhug, Miria brushes up Ambrosia's legs with a pair of silky tails while resting her chin in the crook of the fairy's shoulder. "Now, let's get you all slimmed down again, my dear pretty fairy, so that we can see whether I'm to be wearing a<span style="font-style: italic">leash</span>for you all or if I'm to end the day in my own bed with a friendly new servant to comfort me on the loss of my poor, stupid cultists? There we go..." she murmurs as a hand finds a patch of resisting flesh, pushing inward until it comes apart in the fairy's stomach. Miria shoots Xarithe an almost apologetic grin, and mouths, "She looks like she needed it more."<br/><br/>Kaheksa snorts. "Given that they're all probably in the last two buildings, I say burn it and let the survivors come at us. Can't set up illusions on the run, or at least it's harder."<br/><br/>"Possibly!" Miria agrees, continuing to focus her attentions on Ambrosia's stomach. "Now, those kids- they're all under the priestess's little shack, in the cave that dear cousin Kaheksa and she first received their... revelations, shall we say? I think perhaps she was hoping that the children would receive their own, but alas, it seems she's having to do the hard work of educating them herself, and she's not by temperment a teacher, let's say. I tried to tell her it'd be much easier to preach than kidnap, but," she sighs, "Nobody listens to poor, neglected Miria. 'Go tend your experiments', 'go be a shapeshifting harlot', never 'what do you think we should do, Miria'? And then I'm right. It's enough to make a woman downright frustrated, hmm?"<br/><br/>[[Updated XP in the first post! Sorry for the holiday delay, but at least it is OVER now!]]