<strong>Kara Sanara</strong><br/><br/>https://docs.google.com/document/d/1w0oWKeevsT89ly1sPz5wGX6KEoSRWrI9Yvf57gmwmho/edit<br/><br/><em>Bennies 3<br/>Parry 6<br/>Toughness 5<br/>Wounds 0</em><br/><br/>During her healing, Kara's pink skin took on a rosy flush—especialy the nipples.  Occasionally she moaned softly and licked her lips.  The winged girl had never felt anything so intimate or so warm...<br/><br/>“Mmmm...” she purred when at last it was done.  “Thank you so much, Veronica.  I feel so much better, and I didn't feel a twinge of pain while you treated me.”<br/><br/>She stretched up, mashing her firm breasts into the masaquani's bounty too brush her lips lightly over the purple haired girl's.<br/><br/>*   *   *<br/><br/>Later that afternoon—after Kara had taken needle and thread to her criss-cross top and could offer it's support to her generous chest once more—the pink girl joined the other four at Katarina's bidding.  Her eyes went a little wide and she smiled, carefully studying the weapon, hefting it, and getting a feel for it.  Without touching the trigger, she sighted on a tree.<br/><br/>Dusty pink lips stretched into a grin.  “Thank you, Kat. I'll both treasure it and learn to use it.”<br/><br/>*   *   *<br/><br/>As they prepared to launch the skiff, Kara gave out a ululating cheer and waved her new ax in the air.<br/><br/>As the men shoved the newly mended ship fully into the water, she scrambled up to the top of the mast and secured herself with a rope around her left hand.  The keen eyed girl scanned the horizon.<br/><br/>“Onward me hearties!”