Mareth smiled as she saw the symbol appear, and more as it finally completed. And she pulled the gem from Sylvia's forehead, leaning down to whisper into her ear. "<em>Mine.</em>"<br/><br/>Unless the elf woke, though, she slipped over to Lisa, placing the gem on her forehead this time, and began to repeat the process, slowly drawing the symbols on the catgirl, a smile on her face as she considered the lush body before her. Hesitating a moment, she touched the gemstone to check what the catgirl was dreaming about.