<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=24600.msg984248#msg984248">Quote from: Vella on 07-12-2008, 06:01:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Please.  I really don't want to be here any more.  Please tell me we aren't going to end up somebody's lunch?"  Fern manages to squeak through tightened vocal cords. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The woman lays her attention on Fern.  Though she speaks with emphasis, even urgency, it is no more than the play of light on the perfectly placid pool of her voice.<br/><br/><strong>"Do not fear, sister." </strong>The Elf says.  Her hand reaches out to settle the tensing flank of one of the harnessed human women.  Immediately, that flexing beauty relaxes, her damp flank going to cream.  The Elf's thumb plays down the contour of her powerful flank's muscle as she speaks.<br/><br/><strong>"Only those who have human blood will alarm Adamion's hounds if found without harness.  Our race need not be concerned of offending them or being seen as a threat.  I will merely claim you and your fellow companion are cousins of mine from a distant quarter of this land, joining me on the hunt.<br/><br/>"Adamion may doubt me, but it will not matter, as he will not press the point since the only human his hounds will detect would be your friend."</strong>