<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/13/53/1d/13531db9b6da053e62f2cb4324f06620.jpg)</div><strong>Gurlove (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1725433)</strong><br/><em>Half-Orc Barbarian: Beserker 4 CN</em><br/><em>Health:  60/60</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">combat rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">None at this time</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Gurlove was glad that ultimately, Angelique chose to trust her.  Had she insisted on returning to the village, then they would've had to do so as she wasn't about to try and drag the girl along if she was unwilling.  "We will make it," she said confidently, "Gurlove has gone greater distances with less supplies."  Granted, it had just been her, but it seemed that Angelique just needed some confidence in the situation.  So Gurlove strove to give her that as they walked, eventually steering away from the main road and onto a path that wasn't as well kept.  It wasn't as well worn and smooth from many carts and horses having walked it and the occasional root broke the path and had to be carefully avoided.  But so far, it wasn't that bad, though Gurlove knew that it would get a bit harder to navigate once they got a bit further in and the sun started to be hidden by the heavy trees that loomed ahead.<br/><br/>"We will be careful with how much we eat," Gurlove would answer the question when it came, "And we are going to gather and hunt as we go.  As for not being sure if you can eat something that was recently killed, you'll be fine.  We'll clean it and cook it, of course.  It'll be good."  She smiled softly at her partner in this venture as she led the way further down the path.  "Perhaps dangerous is not the proper word," she said, "The path isn't as well kept and can be lost if one does not know what they're looking for.  There are some beasts in these woods, but they rarely attack unprovoked.  We will be careful to try not to give them reason to attack us, though if they do, it won't be anything we cannot handle.  Trust me."  She gave Angelique a smile as they would continue to walk.<br/><br/>It was a few hours past noon when she finally became aware that Angelique was starting to struggle.  They hadn't stopped much, nor had they eaten much that day at all.  Taking a deep breath, she would come to a stop at a place where the trees were near the road and could be sat on or leaned against to rest.  "We will rest for a few minutes," she said softly, "Covered plenty of ground so far and well on our way.  Can also have something to eat if you like."  For herself, she would take a small piece of salted meat that they had brought with them and had survived the goblin theft.  It wasn't much, but even Gurlove had to admit that she needed something to eat so that she could keep herself moving.  And if she was in need, then she could only imagine that her less experienced traveling companion was in need as well.<br/><br/>Seating herself on a large root nearby, she would slowly chew the piece of meat as she looked at Angelique.  Her mind was thinking about a number of things, not the least being the beauty of the girl that was with her.  Despite her best efforts, she couldn't help but think about those pretty lips around her massive she-cock, sucking eagerly in an effort to make her cum.  It was then that she had an idea and smiled softly.  "It occurs to Gurlove," she said slowly, "That pretty thing is always saying how full she is when she swallow's Gurlove's cum. Just a thought."  Still smiling, she left the thought there, giving Angelique a chance to think about it and respond if she desired to do so.