<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c4/2e/4a/c42e4a96012522e6906f7e0b22f7c153.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Meeza  nods and turns to slip back out behind one of the blankets to fetch their food.   Songbird, who had stopped with her entry and remained on the table.   Now moves to slip  into Hellhound's lap.<br/><br/>She had heard the halfling and his comments have played in her mind over and over.   Along with the conversations she has had with Hellhound.  She is unsure,  how it is done.   She has never done something like it before.    Well she had never done it until he had entered her under the wagon.  He had been the first.   Did men like it,  she weighs this.  More importantly, would  Hellhound like it.   Finally, she gets the courage to ask.<br/><br/>"I understand that it be a risk to spill your seed in me.   You could do it in my ass."   She is changing,  a week ago she would never had thought to think of such a thing.  Let alone entertain doing such an act.    But a week ago, she would have not thought the general of the empire's legion would betray them and usurp her.   That she be in hiding to survive.<br/><br/>She is drawn to the hunter of tiefling blood.  She could not explain it.  She felt kinship with him,  she has fallen for him.   It made it easier in her being the part of a slave.<br/><br/><br/>