<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/13/53/1d/13531db9b6da053e62f2cb4324f06620.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/09/e6/19/09e619cdd15366d645f2229f092aa737.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</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Kit smiled as she could see how eager the girl was, though she was clearly trying not to act too eager.  It was a bit of a shame, she felt, that she was still seeming to struggle with the fact that she enjoyed it so.  There was nothing wrong with it, that's why all of the girls here had chosen this path.  But in time, she figured that Angelique would come to terms with her own desires, especially with such a fierce and powerful woman with her.  The half-orc clearly knew what she wanted and had such a strong personality that she wouldn't have any issues getting this one to come to terms with her own desires in time.  But for now, Kit tried to focus on what was happening rather than what would eventually.<br/><br/><strong>"Thank you for the compliment,"</strong>Kit said as Angelique remarked upon her size,<strong>"Though I would say that I am somewhat about average for the most part.  There are ones larger, like your companion I imagine.  She seems as though she would be very large indeed."</strong>She noticed her sister licking her own lips, though whether at the sight of her she-cock exposed or the thought of what Gurlove's might be like, she didn't know for sure.  Not that she minded either way as right now, she could feel herself starting to twitch in anticipation of those lovely lips being wrapped around her girth.  As she watched her settle on her knees between Kit's legs, she smiled and reached over to stroke her hair lightly.<br/><br/><strong>"There is no special ritual,"</strong>she said softly,<strong>"Some of the girls opt to say a small prayer, showing gratitude for the Holy Meal they are about to receive, but little more than that.  All you must do is relax yourself and enjoy it.  And do not let it go to waste when it is given to you, yes?"</strong>She smiled as she looked down at Angelique and stroked her hair softly, trying to give the girl a bit of comfort.  She doubted that the girl had any concerns about how to go about what she had asked for, but the fact that there were so many around that could be watching, like Kat was, might've been unsettling to her.  Then again, it might've made it more enjoyable for her.  Kit didn't know, but she was looking like she was about to find out about that.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As soon as she walked into the room, Gurlove felt the tension between them.  It had been there as soon as they had met.  It was the energy of two powerful, dominate forces colliding.  And there was no doubting that Mother Zofyassa was a powerful force.  One had to be to run a place like this and keep it all in line to the level that she clearly did.  She was one that clearly believed that she was dominate and that everything that fell into her sphere of influence should respect that power.  But Gurlove was not one that would bend like that.  The powerful half-orc lived her life by her own rules and her own code and she took that everywhere she went.  And nothing had been able to break her yet, so she refused to believe that this one would be able to do it now.  Even by coming here now rather than waiting to be summoned, she had established right away that she wouldn't just bow to Zofyassa's power.<br/><br/><strong>"No, I have never seen such creatures before,"</strong>she said as she remained standing despite a perfectly good chair being available to her and it having been offered by Zofyassa,<strong>"I have heard of them, but never seen one up close.  Especially not in these woods.  But they speak of a Mother.  Which means more are close, possibly their mother.  Could pose trouble at some point."</strong>Her words were on the subject of the creatures, but her body language was making it clear that it wasn't why she was here.  The way she moved, the way she looked at Zofyassa, it was clear that it was meant as a challenge.  Gurlove was daring Mother Zofyassa to try and do anything about the way she was behaving.  She wanted this women to try and take control so that she could put the powerful dragonborn nun in her place and establish who was really the dominate one between them.