Tara gives a small moan as the dryad's unusually warm lips continue to explore the ivy bound maiden's slender neck.  She can feel the warm, damp tongue of the treewoman travelling every nook and cranny of Tara's pale nape, and then along the side of her neck to capture Tara's earlobe.  The ravenhaired maiden gives a whimper as the sensation of the dryad's surprisingly skillful mouth on Tara's sensitive earlobe sends shivers through her body.<br/><br/>Suddenly, she becomes aware of what she's feeling as the strange creature's slender, leafy fingers press against Tara's slender thighs.  The dark haired bard gives a yelp of alarm as she realizes how far the fairy creature has moved her dress, to the point where the slender, shapely length of Tara's legs are left almost entirely bare from ankle to hip.<br/><br/>Biting her lip in alarm, Tara tries to make a snap judgement about what the dryads desire from her and Esme;  Whether the creatures are just playful and curious or actually dangerous to the maidens.