As stillness and playfulness turn so quickly to chaos, Lorelei quickly thinks through everything she can about gnolls.  Tactical, organized, with a strong pack order and instinct, but easily distracted and tricked.  Simple enough to distract, especially if you can upset their pack order.  Also, slobbering lustful beasts that can fuck for hours, but then, who's paying attention to that?<br/><br/>Lynn goes down underneath the skin with odd squelching sounds escaping from it.  The gnoll that caught her wrestles on top of the skin as he tries to hold her down.  A cackle of delight comes from him as his hips begin to hump, just rubbing his thick, hardened cock against the outside.  "Help!" gasps out Lynn as she struggles, tentacles of blackness wiggling uselessly against the ground.<br/><br/>The two gnoll, Fire-Pelt and Big Jeg let out little yapping howls of appreciation as they move in towards the water.  Their feet begin to splash into it and their mouths open in wide hyena grins.  The sight of the side-boob does seem to have caught the attention of Fire-Pelt at least, his eyes moving down to the pale flesh as Lorelei moves.  "Flea bitten?" he yelps out with a mock hurt look on his face, "Flea bitten?"<br/><br/>Big Jeg lets out a snickering laugh, deeper and heartier than his compatriot.  He seems about to call out in defense of his pal when Lorelei suddenly moves!  With the force of her strength in the water, she hurls forward her blade slicing through the air.  Fire-Pelt jumps back with a yelp as Lorelei leaps forward, the rapier slicing true a single slice through the skin holding Lynn down.  A gurgle of thanks comes from the ooze as she frees herself, slickly spinning out of the hold and wrapping herself around the gnoll who previously held her.<br/><br/>As Lorelei stumbles from her foot catching the root, she feels a massive weight slam against her back.  The thick, heavy frame of Big Jeg catches her, bringing her down to the ground.  The gnoll scrambles trying to catch her hands, attempting to hold her in place, but trusting that his weight will do the talking for now.  As he shifts, the turgid width of his cock pushes against her ass-cheeks, hotdogged between them.  After a moment of struggling, Lorelei's eyes are drawn to the leader, Skull-Head, crouching down in front of her, one of his clawed rubbing along the thick cock, "Mmmmn, good catch, Jeg.  Fire-Pelt, deal with the ooze."<br/><br/><strong>Lorelei, Lynn is holding her own for now, but she may struggle against two.  And now you're struggling against two. What do you do?</strong>