<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/GsYeUl0.jpg)</div>Poe'taun nodded and said her goodbyes leaving Eyanosa to head out.  The curtained antichamber held a pair of supplicants, leaving the paladin to wonder how much they might have heard or seen of the fucking that had just happened.<br/><br/>It was a cool crisp morning, that magical time in a year, three months from mid-winter, when it wasn't quite sure if winter was at an end yet or not.  Spring time was always a strong season for Shoni, as the world was refreshing itself, renewing itself from the long winter's grip.  There was no more snow on the ground, but the air held a chill that Eyanosa could feel, even though it didn't affect her at all.  Her fur, along with her training, allowed her to walk nude through a blizzard without feeling much more than a slight shiver and chill.  Long exposed time to freezing cold might start to affect her, but she could take it for much longer than most.   So the pre-spring chill in the march air was nothing to the paladin.<br/><br/>It was a short while later that she was striding into the tap room of the Hare's Nest.  Her entrance drew many looks and stares, as it always did.  Some were drawn to her massive chest, some to her nearly naked way of dressing, others to the bulge in her loincloth that showed she was a futa.  Some might stare at her because she was an obvious paladin of Shoni and her sword was distinctive and impressive, others might simply gaze upon her beauty, for she was certainly a beautiful futa, soft and curvy where she needed to be, and muscular and lean where she should be.<br/><br/>Her large fluffy tail swished once as the door shut behind her and she surveyed the room.  The tap room was fairly crowded as it was getting around dinner time, and the room was full mostly of working men, women, and two or three obvious futa.  Some Futa went out of their way to look like one gender or the other, if they felt closer to that sex.  But for someone who literally lived sex, it was always obvious to Eyanosa.<br/><br/>At a table near the fire, but not too close, sat a large, muscular, brown Ursine.  He wore naught save an apron, and was nursing a large wooden mug.  He waved towards Eyanosa, and it seemed as if he wanted her to join him.  Of course, she was distinctive enough that if someone had given her description, she'd be easily recognizable.