Catching a brief lingering scent of masculinity Korono's head turned. Her tails swishing restlessly as her eyes took in the werewolf overloading the poor water nymphs senses. Was this a type of mind control? She thought to herself. Being in fox form the scent would not effect her, but would the other women fair as well? Her ears flattened to her skull as she hopped from her perch, and padded padded paws chased by blue fire moved her to sit by Alexandra. Looking to the vampiress the Kitsune wanted to be sure that she was alright. Her silken tails brushing over Alexa's fingertips gently as if asking if she was alright.<br/><br/>Turning her head to look at Rica she growled in warning. She would not allow the man to control the people in the inn. She did not allow slavery, or making others puppets. Even the gremlins had freedom. They were simply loyal to her.