Under most circumstances, Brady wouldn't have minded bringing up the rear for Sunete.<br/><br/>Well, that wasn't entirely the truth. Under almost any circumstance she could think of, Brady would have been<span style="font-style: italic">thrilled</span>to bring up Sunete's rear, and to linger on it for quite some time. Even in her current preoccupied state, a small but fiercely libidinous part of her brain kept sneaking glances at her tall friend's tush, admiring those perfectly sculpted buns as they jiggled and strained against the giantess's pure white panties with every bounding step. Even with her talent for shapeshifting, Brady doubted she could even come close to matching Sunete's callipygian beauty - although she certainly felt inspired to try.<br/><br/>At the moment, however, her friend's well-built posterior was less an inspiration, and more a distraction - one she couldn't afford as her mind raced to formulate a viable strategy for the mess they'd landed themselves in. If only Cragsplitter had given her a little warning, she could have had the group's guard lowered before the big bear blundered in - unfortunately, Crag's brazenness had cost them that opportunity. She'd have to have some words with him about that later, but for the time being, there wasn't much she could do except cover the big bear and hope he didn't do anything else foolish. At least he was drawing fire away from her and Sunete.<br/><br/>Coming to a halt behind Cragsplitter, Brady lifted her crossbow from its hook on her backpack and slapped a quarrel into the track as she brought it to bear. With bolts already flying, she took only a second to survey the room as she stepped out of cover and into the fray. Ventressa was the first target to present herself, lightly armored and within easy range - not to mention the fact that she'd just sunk two daggers into Brady's ursine shield. She definitely had to go. Leveling her weapon at the human girl, Brady squeezed off a quick shot, hoping to catch her target off guard...<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Brady draws her crossbow as a move action and fires at Ventressa as a standard.<br/><br/>1d20 (2) + 4 = 6, miss t_t</div></div></div><br/>Unfortunately, Brady's hurried shot was no more effective than her companion's had been. The careening bolt met Ventressa's table shield with a resounding<span style="font-weight: bold">thunk</span>, burying itself halfway to the fletching next to Cragsplitter's trident.<br/><br/><br/>Brady - AC 17, Touch AC 12, HP - 20/20