There is a definite shift in the Oni's disposition when Alura and Johan slip over and begin to pay attention to her tail, her mouth opening in a silent moan of delight, eyes half-lidding at the pressure to such a sensitive part of her body "Oooohhh....Mmm, mortals really ARE friendly..." The proximity also gives ample opportunity to further study the strange woman, and they find that the skin beneath their fingertips is somewhat humanlike, if only slightly more leathery. In fact, it is somewhat surprising how soft her skin is, given her...rather intimidating appearance. Alura's position further down on her tail gives her plenty of access to the strange little lines of fur that adorns the obviously rather strong appendage, each little pass of her hands causing the almost feathery fuzz to lightly brush across her palms. Johan's own attention closer to the base of her tail, just below where it connects to her spine, seems to work absolute wonders as well - each little press, each slight massage, makes the Oni's tail veritably jerk in his hands, and even more pleasing...he can feel her lightly shuddering beneath his gentle-but-firm ministrations.<br/><br/>"Ouuughhh...." A deep, satisfied groan escapes her throat, her tail suddenly arching slightly when Johan hits an especially tender spot and Alura's own hand moves in to join it. The slight uplifting of her tail only further gives a glimpse beneath, at the rather enticing curvature of her rump, firm and yet soft and feminine at the same time. "I, um...haaa..." She begins, clearly growing more and more excited as the tail-massage progresses. As Johan had thought, it was not incredibly uncommon for races with tails to have sensitive areas somewhere close to the base, but clearly the Oni's own sensitivity went well above and beyond the norm. Little by little, he can see faint changes overtaking the Oni's body. Her breathing slowly becoming more and more shallow, actually picking up speed just the slightest bit. The way her eyes half-lidded in complete and utter delight, the way her teeth lightly nipped into her lower lip...clearly, he was making an impression on her, and in all the right ways. Alura's own contribution in the form of 'accidentally' slipping a hand onto her rump actually causes the Oni to jump slightly, but she makes absolutely no attempt to pull away, allowing the curious fairy ample opportunity to fully explore the fleshy cheek of her shapely rump. As expected, a few squeezes of her fingertips allows her to gauge the firmness of Disa's shapely rump, the hardness of that shapely rear hidden away beneath a thin layer of softness that allowed her fingertips to sink in just slightly, just enough to further tease the fine line between 'athetlic' and 'feminine' the Oni seemed to be bordering on. "MMmmfffff....wolfgirl. Y-yeah..." She rumbles softly, her voice taking on a slightly lighter and altogether more 'sexy' tone, very much calling her exotic accent to the forefront "You don't want to meet her. She's...nngghh...bad. Onis are not stupid enough to tangle with her...why you didn't see an-ahhhh....mm, er...any getting eaten..."<br/><br/>Mood clearly rather elevated from her 'sampling' of Cyria and the obviously nearly-sexual experience of having her tail and rump so eagerly tended to, the Oni seems to relax almost completely, leaning herself back a little more intently in to Johan and Alura's well-placed rubs, hugs, and massages "Mm...so, mortals..." Again, she huffs quietly, seemingly on the border of another actual moan, though she manages to hold it back through sheer herculean effort "...are common where you're from? Mm..I don't know how much I b-b..ahhh...believe the um..other world thing, but stranger things HAVE happened..." It seemed as though ,especially with her more sensitive areas being so thoroughly tended to, Disa simply didn't wish to put the mindpower forth to try and understand what had happened to them, even if she'd had a clue in the first place.<br/><br/>Alura's inquisition of how Cyria tasted brings a rather pleased smile to the Oni's lips, her eyes once more alighting upon the spider as she scurries a little away, putting a marginal amount of a 'safety zone' between herself and the red-skinned girl "Mmmmfff...delicious. Much better than the stones...." Curling her tongue along her lips, she affixes Cyria with what could only be a look of complete and utter desire, though whether that was to feel her squirming inside of her stomach, or simply because there were so many hands working on her tail, was completely up in the air "Mmm...it's bad luck to eat a bard, though. Onis know this. Never eat a bard if th-th-....mmmffffff....they are friendly..."<br/><br/>The gentle plying of Johan and Cyria in an effort to get  her to switch her attentions to something a little more 'heroic' than simply taking them prisoner (and devouring a couple in the process) makes her long, furry ears perk slightly, and she shimmies herself away from Johan's wonderous fingertips "Mmmfff...we'll revisit that<span style="font-style: italic">later</span>!" Casting a coy glance over her shoulder at the human at her side, then the fairy who'd so recently dropped her tail, she crosses her arms over her chest, clearly considering the offer "Well...you're right, kinda. I guess if I brought back someone super neat...." Again, she takes a few seconds to reguard Meera, Anastasia, Alura, Johan, and Cyria, then casts a glance over her shoulder at Sasara "Mmm....well..." Pursing her lips, she clucks her tongue in her mouth, eyeing Johan rather squarely "....Sure. Yeah, I see your point."<br/><br/>((Playing to the Oni's obvious vanity has given a rather considerable bonus to diplomacy and the like. x3 Good job! ))<br/><br/>Alura's drawing of her weapon instantly causes the Oni's eyes to light up, her entire body tensing in readiness, though the big red-skinned girl doesn't reach for her weapon "Oooohh, how exciting! You are protecting them? Well...." Again, she seems to consider for a few moments, eyeing Meera and Anastasia standing against the far back side of the trench "....Fine. They'll come with us, then. Once we reach camp, though, they are not under my protection any longer. So..." Gazing at the duo, Disa licks her lips, curling her tongue with deliberate slowness "....It would be better if they were mine. I'd go much gentler on them. Y'know, just saying. And, you-" She affixes her gaze upon Cyria once more "....Better give me a REALLY big part in the epic. "<br/><br/><br/>Sasara's  intervention again draws a coy look from the Oni, her eyes alighting with an inner fire when she makes her little challenge "Ooohhh, a challenge? Well now, how can I turn down THAT offer? You're right - we'll make a game of if! You escape? I'll help you, AND protect you once we get to the camp. You don't? I get to digest you, end of story. AND....the rest of you will come with me!"<br/><br/>Leaning forwards, hands on her knees (which, in turn, gives Johan still situated slightly behind her a rather glorious look at her shapely rump, so barely hidden by her rather skimpy wear), she gazes deeply into Sasara's eyes "Mmm. Can smell the magic on you, too. I like this. Everyone wins - I get to eat a mortal, and the survivors get some safe passage back to camp! That's still heroic enough...besides, I'm STARVING. Well, who is going to be first...?"