The Foreman listens quite seriously to Jaku and Arkain and Azlant, then he nods firmly, sending his two aides running and screaming through the town, starting a panic that quickly spreads through the whole port area and the small village. Otters run in random directions, most of them seeks shelter or a hiding place from the monster that is chasing the two aides, a few even jumping into the water to hide behind the big cargo ship being loaded.<br/><br/>The Foreman makes sure that all the other otters have fled the premises before he runs to another backdoor, opens it, and motions to Jaku to follow him. He leads hir to a secluded part of the port, where lies a small with the keys in. "Take this, it's a small boat we use occasionally when we have to send a pilot to cargoes and other ships in approach. I say you stole it, and since the keys are always in, who would steal it anyway, it will be believable."<br/><br/>"I hope, and pray, that you find peace somewhere, for you and yours," he said while squeezing one of Jaku's hands within his own, before running back to the warehouse and the village. He has to be seen there, trying to coordinate the chaos, his absence would be very suspect.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Tamara is taken totally by surprised, and she finds herself still panting and moaning after the great orgasm that her daughter gave her. She wasn't expecting it at all, and she's even more surprised when Suri talks through her muzzle. The glow in her womb and the warmth around her heart feels so nice and good, and she just lays down on the ground, unable to move or do much more than bask in the delicious feeling that replaces the lust of her orgasm as it subsides.<br/><br/>"What have you done?" she asks, still panting and purring deeply, "What is that gift?"