Aeryn tightens her grip on cenX wrist, hisses "Stay down!"  Then slides off the prone Elf and and folds her legs on the ground, laying across her thighs  with arms stretched forward, face down.<br/><br/><br/>"Mistress, Mistress, I'm sorry!  I should have waited, I, my blood was up!"  All too true, she had reacted without thought to consequence.  "I - I submit to your judgement."<br/><br/>It wasn't hard to put fear in her voice.  She didn't know these women.  Whatever came next, it had to convince the Goblin watchers.  Or other watchers.  Just how far did Drow attention spread past their borders?