<strong>Bright Eyes</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1REx9zC8qeGSSiFkX3gj0Dnudwixef9loemSC3dQYRi8/edit)<br/><br/>Bright eyes dug through the bodies 'til she found a heavy set guard.  She spoke softly to the ear of the corpse, "Please permit me to take this, sir."  She started to undo his jacket.  "Turn your wrath on me if i gave offense.  There is a man I treasure and I must protect him."<br/><br/>After a while, the cat girl brought the buff jacket, a spear, and a few javelins to Rowan.  "Master, the slain was a heavyset fellow," she said, holding up the buff jacket.  "It'll be a bit short, but I think it'll fit you."<br/><br/>Getting a torch next, Bright Eyes moved towards the front.  Pausing at Rowan, her hot, silky little body embraced the giant's graceful, muscular physique.  "Remember what I said to you last night," she said softly, voice intimate.  “I’m a slave no.  That’s the price of my crimes, but he is not my master.  You are.  I chose you.”<br/><br/>"And now I'm going to protect my master."<br/><br/>Bright Eyes fell in next to Zaina, behind Sagacious Emerald.  "There's a jeweler in the Capitol who has a nightingale floor," she commented.  "Step on the wrong tile and chimes ring.  With these ears I managed to learn the pattern without getting caught by the guard.  His petty cash box fed me more than once and--because I didn't go after his greatest treasures--he never put a serious bounty on me."<br/><br/>She flashed Zaina a smile.  "Almost caught me when I got cocky, though.  He rearranged the floor."<br/><br/>Bright Eyes frowned as she scanned the hall ahead.  "Is this the tunnel the spirit is telling us to avoid?"<br/><br/>She grew silent and serious as they advanced, focused on one devotion.<em>I'm going to protect my master.</em>