She stood, gun in hand, waiting none-too-eagerly for her quarry to come.  Damn, morning orgy and a bellyful of cum and food did none to relieve Doxi of the fact that she loathed waiting...<br/><br/>"Hm?" she said, noting that Theristina - her bedmate from the morning - approached her with concerns... about the dead "Must be an elven thing; I don't hear<em>shit</em>.  I take it they're not saying anything about how much longer we'll be waiting, are they?  No matter, I can assure you we'll be fine; all we have to do is wait for our quarry... or is there something I can do to help?"