Eliza shivered a bit and moved into her lover more closely for warmth, before her large, pale opalescent eyes opened in shock! As her eyes blinked away the morning haze she stared for a brief moment at the vision of sexual loveliness before her. The supple curves of the woman's form marked by her muscular nature and feral features. A more erotic image could not be painted, than an elf twined with this creature. Hard and supple pressing warmly against smooth and lithe. She blinked back a bit of emotion and focused on her shock, however. Had Eliza really gotten so drunk as to accept a lesbian lover into her bed?<br/><br/><em>Well... I never did decide on a sexuality for Eliza... Maybe she's a lesbian and doesn't know it yet? Or maybe it was just the drink... either way... Wow!</em>Eliza grins faintly and draws her left hand up to her face, smelling lightly at the strong musk of the Shifter's sex. She grinned slightly to herself and rolled from the bed, quietly. Then softly padded over to the privy for a moment or two of peace and quiet to relieve herself in.<br/><br/>As she returned to the bed, she affected a more pensive manner, trying her best to look like someone who was debating whether they'd made a mistake or not as she nudged the bed lightly, still nude.<br/><br/>Her body was lithe, graceful, and very attractive. Her form was very svelte, with small, pert breasts and a tight, curved bottom. She'd the body of a gymnast. But her face was merely average amongst elves, and her need for spectacles mostly added to her appearance of plainness, until those opalescent eyes fixed on someone... Her dark hair hung in a loose braid down her back as she bit her lip and watched the shifter stir...