<span style="font-weight: bold">Narrator</span><br/><br/>The tribe is already waking as the sun begins to slide above the horizon. “Thanks,” Rhia cheerfully tells one of the bound Girl’s who’s somehow managed to survive the night, “I’ll be sure to check out that berry-gathering spot. Plus there’ll be a nice bonus if any of your friends are using it,” she smiles cheerfully. “In appreciation, how about I leave you there?” She suggests, lifting the helplessly bound - and loudly protesting - Girl towards her lips. “It’s no trouble,” the centauress continues, “I’ll be about ready to dump you by that time anyway,” she says, and pops the cute thing between her lips.<br/><br/>“Mmm, breakfast,” she purrs happily, as the meal in question slides down her throat, albiet not without a certain amount of struggle and protesting. “What a great idea! Snuggle privately with your girlfriend at night, and have a snack in the morning to quell the hunger pangs,” The distended bulge the girl makes in her horsetum is barely an inconvenience.Be careful, Aiyaka,” she calls, as she trots away, “I’d better see you later, okay?”